Welcome, Gentlemen, to the carnival of mischief and sorrow.

To awaken from a long slumber of our fractured realities; we return to the ashes of our present, now rejoined together in these empty halls. Nothing will return to how it was before we were broken, shattered.
As we desperately attempt to assemble the pieces of our being, we must strive to maintain our sense of self and bring memory to reality.
We will bide our time and wait for those who are no longer with us to join the rest of those present still, but we know they are forever lost to us.
Maybe one day we all, too, can disappear forever.
Until then, we return to our usual haunts, and wait in the delusion that we might one day find what made us.