Prompt: There was something not quite right about that carnival barker. Too late, I figured out what it was.

My response:
"Step right up and go through the maze!" The carnival barker barked during the dreaded night of the carnival. I had a strange feeling about him. People would go into the maze and they would never return. As I investigated the scene, dozens of bodies were stacked on top of each other. There was something not quite right about that carnival barker.