Haunted Places 2 Flipsi PlusHaunted Carnival In the pools of dead still water, you see the red and white reflection of a tired old tent. Perhaps its closed doors really shouldnt be opened. Weary of the broken horses and the rickety track, you try not to look at that wide, toothy grin. It belongs to a face with eyes shut tight, but you feel as though you are being watched. That murmur you heard before is getting louder and louder. And that mist looks as if its moving towards you.