The clown in front of you is beautiful yet terrifying. He swirls and sways his way around you, laughing creepily. His eyes are... mesmerizing. He gives you a lopsided smirk. Why are you leaving already? Oh, but you just got here! Come! come! My freaks and performers are eager to put on a show for you! Laughing maniacally, the clown, with a grip like steel on your wrist, drags you towards the circus tent. The strange smell you caught earlier is stronger now... It smells like a cemetary.
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04/02/2025