You cautiously approach Salina's trailer, you're nervous as hell. You stop and hide behind a nearby barrel when you see someone coming out. It's Sasha. She looks like she's been crying, probably about Ajax no doubt. Salina seems to be telling her something and then hugs her before closing the door. When Sasha leaves you knock on Salina's door. She answers.

"Look, I told you…UGH! Its you! Get the fuck outta here Geek! No amount of money is gonna make me degrade myself for your festering ass! And you're upsetting my snakes with your odor!"
"No, it's not that, I really gotta talk to you."
"You don't have anything to say that I wanna waste my time OR my sense of smell on, so…"
"Please it s really important! It's about Charley and the future of the Carnival!"

Salina raises her eyebrow.

"Hmm, very well, but you're not coming in here, let's go someplace secluded where nobody can see me associating with you."

You and Salina walk to a nearby spot in the wilderness (Separately of course) to talk where you explain the situation to Salina.

"Yeah, so what does all this mean to me? If Charley takes over I win and if the Ring Master stays in power I still win. I don't see why I should get involved in this power struggle." Salina says unemotionally.

"You're not looking at the big picture. As it stands now you got some measure of freedom, but if Charley wins, this place will cease being a Carnival and become a crime ring. And while you might do alright gift and money wise, you'll be Charley's girlfriend full time at that point with little freedom. You know he's never going to let you do anything without his approval if he's in power. And if the Ring Master wins, chances are the criminal activity here is gonna be severely diminished without Charley to run it, meaning you'll probably be making less money."
"Okay…but don't you want the Ring Master to win?"
"Yes, but she needs allies and I'm trying to get the midgets to ally with him and they won't if Charley's in charge of them."
"So I don't understand, what exactly are you proposing? You're kind of all over the place here."
"I'm saying I want YOU to take over Charley's position. You run all his business dealings."
"What? You're crazy Geek."
"Why? You're intelligent; surely you probably know all of Charley's secrets."
"Well THAT'S true. The little fucker insists on bragging about everything after sex, but what makes you think the midgets will follow me? I mean I'm a Normal."
"Please, you're a tall beautiful woman, the midgets will love you, didn't you see Wizard of Oz? Just as long as you promise to uphold all the things Charley did like protection from being bullied by rubes and keeping their payment the same, I don't think they'll mind you in charge instead of Charley. Think about it, YOU could be in charge of the whole operation, and it's not like the Ring Master will bother you as long as you don't try to screw with the everyday Carnival workings."

"I'd never do that, the Carnival has been like a home to me…I…"

Salina seems to stop herself before she displays too much emotion to you.

"Alright Geek, I'm willing to entertain this idea, but you have to do something for ME first."
"Okay, what?"
"You gotta get rid of Randal."
"What? Why? What did he do?"
"To me? Nothing, but he's competition and I can't have that."
"Competition for what?"
"Nevermind, just get rid of him. Think of it this way, if you get him out of the picture, you'll also eliminate the leader of the third faction here which would really cement the Ring Master's supremacy here. Surely that should be incentive enough?"
"You want me to kill him?!"
"Look, I don't care HOW you get rid of him, just get rid of him before show time. If you do that, you can tell the midgets that I'll be taking over Charley's position when the time comes. Now don't speak to me again until you do this."

Looks like you got MORE work ahead of you and you really don't know how you're supposed to get rid of Randal. You doubt if just asking him to leave is going to work, and while killing him would solve the problem, it's not really that simple to just kill a man even if you had it in you.

You could really use a drink…

You kill Randal

You'll have to kill him. It's the only way, since he'll never listen to you. You need a drink to get you ready for this though.

You sneak over to Charley's still, thankfully it's not being manned right now. You down a couple of bottle of the toxic swill, spilling some of it on yourself. After you're sufficiently "prepared" you steal one of the midget's hammers and head to Randal's tent.

It's now or never…

You enter Randal's tent which seems a lot larger on the inside than it does on the outside, but you figure it's the booze is effecting your perception. You see Randal getting dressed with his back to you. Excellent.

You creep as quietly as you can in your condition, step right behind him with the hammer raised up high and then…

He disappears before your eyes!

You do a double take, thinking it's the booze again, but then you feel a tap on your shoulder, causing you to turn around to a fiery flash. Not very good in any case especially since Charley's brew that you spilled on yourself earlier makes you quite flammable. You run around his tent attempting to put yourself out.

"Didn't you think I could SMELL you approaching Geek?" Randal says. "I have no idea why you would attempt something so foolish as to try to kill me, but I've always said the Carnival would be a lot better without the likes of you! TABAXINDOGA!"

Whatever Randal just said causes all your limbs to freeze up. The good news is you aren't on fire anymore, the bad news is you're turning to stone! Randal looks noticeably exhausted after casting his spells, but he's still holding all the cards.

"I hate to waste such power on you, especially before showtime. (Pant) it really takes a lot out of me, but sometimes such actions are necessary when being attacked. I'll have to inform Madam Orbec that the new spell she taught me works perfectly… I'll take that hammer, it'll come in handy."

As your body becomes completely stone, the last thing you see is Randal swinging the hammer at your head before it breaks into several pieces.