Hacked-up corpses lay on the ground, with guests stepping over them like they barely noticed. A clown with a rotting face—his peeling flesh spilling onto his neck ruffle—blew a balloon from a corpse’s intestines and twisted it into the shape of an animal. With a tug, he snapped the intestines and handed off the balloon animal to a passing child—an imp at closer glance—with a grin.
