[Lucas's frown deepens as he reads the note.]

Let me see.

[He'll stand and reach up. ...It probably wasn't terribly polite to demand someone open their mouth so his hand will just stop and hover halfway.]

They're all over the place. There was one by the games booths, and then by the food... There are children with... clown faces inside the hall of mirrors. ...They can talk, almost like they're normal humans. I wish I'd been able to speak with them.