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    Down the hall of curious looking doors, you stop at one the color of lavender, carvings of a crescent moon and stars sit above a Ferris wheel on its surface. When opened you're greeted by a twilight sky, its tiny stars and moon partially obscured by the purple hued clouds rolling by lazily; plush grass with a stone path leading through it waits at your feet as you step over the door’s threshold, causing it to disappear from behind you. As you walk, the glows of lights appear in the distance, closing the distance reveals that they’re coming from within someplace called “Carnival à la Charlotte” as proclaimed b