Leaving the Circus as a declaratory story
There is a small town near a waterfront. It has a football field surrounded by stands, which are empty.
The field has entrances to the north and south, each closed by a gate. On it is a travelling circus, which consists of a big-top, trailers, wagons, equipment, and rides. There are separate wagons for the animals: lions, tigers, monkeys, and elephants.
The time of day is dusk, near dark. A male security-guard encircles the circus every hour. He carries a flashlight, shining it into the wagons and sheds and stands.
A woman enters the field by jumping the gate to the south. She carries tools to pick wagon locks, which requires working inside of each wagon.
The woman slips between bars of a wagon of monkeys. Monkey screeching attracts the attention of the guard, who runs their direction.
One of the monkeys drops a banana outside of the wagon. The guard slips on the peel, knocking him out, giving the woman time to unlock the wagons. The animals, set free, roam through the town and gather along the waterfront at dawn.
