*Clowns POV*
I smashed her head with my bat just like I had done with the redhead. Her head exploded from the force of the bat hitting her. The sound of her head exploding sounded like a gunshot. God how I loved that sound. I pulled her off of the box and onto the ground. I dragged the girl’s lifeless body to the funhouse. A trail of blood was left behind me. I've gotta find those four little girls before they find a way out. I continued to pull her through the dark hallways of the funhouse. The dim red lights from where the red-haired brat turned on the lights lit my way. I continued to hum my little song as I pulled her cold limp body towards the dark maze. I laid her body down In the middle of the maze and then left. I wandered around the carnival looking for the girls. They were small and could get places I couldn’t. They could hide places I would never find them. I dragged my bat behind me and hummed a new song I made. I started laughing like a maniac. I bent over still laughing. When I was finished I panted trying to catch my breath. I stood back up and looked up getting the feeling someone was looking at me. I saw one of the little girls go back to hiding in the top car of the Ferris wheel. I smirked. Time to climb.
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The Clown at the Carnival
Horrorabandoned carnival? Killer Clowns? those things can't be that scary. They only exist in horror movies. Right? Not for people under 13
