The cheerleader's body was found in the trunk of an abandoned bright yellow Ford Mustang. Her head had been replaced by a bowling ball using industrial strength adhesive, with the finger holes positioned in the front to look like eyes and a mouth, tilted oddly like the Man in the Moon. The coroner found a Rubix cube sewn inside her belly, fully completed except for the center tile of each side which was the colour of the side opposite it. This was the sixth such victim found, the pattern left on the Rubix cube in each one having a different number of reversed tiles in the arrangement of numbers on a gaming die. The killer had been counting down to something, and with this final discovery, no more numbers were left.
The moustachioed man in the floral-patterned tuxedo and tophat waved his arm in a grandiose manner, drawing attention to the items laid on the counter before him. On the left there were a crossed pair of umbrellas, one with red and white stripes, the other with blue and white stripes. Next to them, parallel flyswatters, one red, one blue, with reverse facing like pistols. On the far right, red and blue fish, one of each, exactly equal in length from tail to nose. "Choose-eh your weePON, mademoiselle!", he challenged boldly in his outrageous accent, as he doffed his hat with the other hand. Beneath his bushy eyebrows his slitted eyes stared menacingly, flitting side to side as he scanned each of Jenna's eyes repeatedly. The girl let her gaze drift over the assortment of absurd dueling items. She let out a pensive breath, a soft hmm, and then with a flick of the wrist released a steel-tipped dart from the sleeve of her leather jacket, striking the ringmaster between the eyes and killing him before he even knew what happened. She stepped forward and crouched slowly over the body with a neutral expression, observing the stillness of his face. With a slight twitch of her brow, Jenna deftly plucked the dart from the man's forehead and slipped it into the loop inside her jacket to rejoin the rest of her set, from which she drew a new, freshly poisoned dart to hide up her sleeve. With the midway secured, only the roller coaster and the log ride stood in her way. Only those two obstacles, and.... Him.