Walking down the Naughty Street

The moment Jessica stepped outside and onto the naughty street, she could feel a completely different atmosphere. Despite it being locked behind a giant door, the street was bustling with people and activities. The street felt louder than the actual theme park, with so many people talking and all kinds of music blasting.

The group that entered the street quickly dispersed, leaving only Jessica to stand and observe. She looked up and down the street with eagle eyes. She mostly saw people with lanyards, and a handful of employees here and there. As she walked forward, she looked to her left and saw multiple naked men and women in medieval style wooden stalls. One man was in the process of having his head shaved into a bucket by a chubby woman in a pink leotard.

Jessica's jaw had dropped, so much had happened within seconds. She saw public spankings, walks of shame, it was as if the further she walked the more strange and creative each punishment became. Each time she saw something, Jessica would take notes in her book. She knew she couldn't take photos, which she thought was frustrating, but she was still able to describe everything she saw.

Jessica even saw a couple of the infamous Clown Cops. Clad in blue uniforms with their badges on show, one with blue curly hair and the other with red. They both had the classic clown makeup on, which they used to smile and people. Each were equipped with batons and a strange pistol shaped device in their holsters. Jessica could not make out what it was, she just knew it definitely did not look like a regular gun.

They smiled at her as they walked past, Jessica found it slightly unnerving. She clutched her lanyard and made sure they saw it. One of the cops glanced at her lanyard and chuckled like a clown. Jessica faced forward and took a sigh of relief. This can't be that bad. She thought to herself.