Setting up the show

While Vanessa screamed and shouted about her new top, one of the carnival's clowns had been informed of Vanessa's entrance. He was swiftly made aware about dozens of complaints from a fairly large crowd. "John they're all complaining about the same thing, Vanessa Sinclair." An employee at the reception desk who was trying to calm down the angry crowd of customers.

John's mind started coming up with ideas. This was his job as a clown, to find new and exciting ways to entertain people. He turned to face the crowd with an idea. "Calm down everyone! Where has this woman gone?" He asked. The crowd all responded at once, but said roughly the same thing. They all said that Vanessa had taken herself into the simulation room.

John's rough idea was now complete, he now knew Vanessa was trapped and at his mercy! "Steven get me a phone, I need to contact the staff of the simulation centre and tell them they have a special guest whom does not have any rights." He told the reception desk employee. "Everyone! If you want to see your tormentor have justice served to her, please make your way back to that building you saw her go into and enter the front entrance please!" He called out to the crowd. "Vanessa really has no idea what she's just done!" He mumbled to himself.

Vanessa major outburst was suddenly interrupted by another shove, this time from behind her. She was pushed forward and into a large dark room. She could vaguely see that the large wall was entirety white and looked like a projector screen in a cinema. What Vanessa did not know was that on the other side of this wall was an audience made up of the people she'd upset earlier. They could see through the wall, but Vanessa couldn't.

When Vanessa was shoved into the room, the audience booed and hissed at her. Vanessa wasn't even able to hear them, however, as she just looked around really confused.