Before you returned to society as a corrected citizen after years of incarceration, you had a celebrity cell mate: The Grand Ringmaster Gioseppe of Carnival-Circus. His story had been all over the news: “Ringmaster murders clown in an escalated thieving incident”. The details of the altercation were complicated, and had yet to be ironed out by detectives. What the police had confirmed was that Gioseppe had had his medallion stolen, a family heirloom passed down several generations promising to bring fame and fortune to whoever possessed it. Distraught by the theft, he went to the one place he could always find the answers he needed, the famed Fortune Teller of the troupe (Name Unknown). After a long conjuring session in communion with the metaphysical, it was revealed to Gioseppe that the robbery had been an inside job. A red-nosed clown from the circus had stolen the medallion. Gioseppe sought to get it back, things got out of hand and by the end of the altercation the clown was dead. In the aftermath that ensued, the heirloom was returned to Gioseppe’s family, but at the cost of his incarceration. However, the ringmaster now in chains was never convinced the item which was returned to his family was in fact the authentic medallion.
“I’ve seen that medallion every day for as long as I could remember” – he would say, “This one is a fake! I tell you. They tricked me! Those darn clowns. One of them still has it.”
So now, you find yourself outside the prison gates, without a dime in your pockets and this story ringing in your ears. What will you do?