"it all started when you met eyes with the strangest of individuals"
a sinister clown terrorizes the small town of miles county, murdering anyone that gets in his path. one young woman becomes his favorite and he's willing to do anything to make he...
reader at her job again after the costume store encounter :D
i hope you hate jocelyn cuz you're supposed to!
art does make an appearance because he's scoping out the scene (we get another kill!) this kill is completely made up by me. i wanted to experiment with an off screen kill or in this case, an off page kill 👍🏻 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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The (h/c) haired woman strode through the automatic doors with a disheveled appearance. She nearly had a heart attack due to the restless night she had with all the anxiety sitting at the pit of her chest. Heavy eye bags lined the underside of her eyes because she couldn't stop picturing the costume store and the monochromatic clown that tormented her standing there with his familiar malicious expression. He made no moves to attack her or the teenager back there but she knew that he'd been playing with them. He was biding his time and she had to be prepared for him to finally make up his mind and slice her into tiny little pieces. It didn't help that she felt so alone in this within her group of co-workers because they led normal lives without worrying about the PTSD of nearly being murdered.
"Hey, girl!" The voice next to her ear made her nearly jump as she was still shaken up. "Woah...you're awfully jumpy lately...even at home, are you doing okay?" Zara asked, her face lit up by a frown of concern.
"I'm fine, just....a little shaken up" (Y/n) replied, grabbing onto a broom and starting to sweep small areas around the store. "Something happened at the costume shop the other day...and it just really freaked me out" She added.
Zara's eyes narrowed as she placed her hand onto her best friend's arm. "What do you mean? Did somebody hurt you? I'm not above marching down there to kick some ass" She demanded, stopping to move them to a more secluded spot to talk.
"You're gonna think I'm crazy but...I saw him" (Y/n)'s grip on the broom tightened considerably. "The clown. He's back and he's after me and my neighbor's friend. You know Allie" She revealed, only imagining what would happen to Sienna if she couldn't be there to stop him. She barely knew her but she felt those older sister vibes, there was this urge to protect her.
Zara froze, immediately turning fearful in a few short moments. "Fuck....this is so bad. I believe you, of course I do. What are you gonna do? Should we...go to the cops about this?" She approached with caution because she wasn't equipped to properly deal with serial killers.
It was then that (Y/n) allowed herself to break down in the blue haired woman's arms. All the fear, sadness, survivor's guilt, and anger had overtaken her in the form of expelling all the water from her body. She missed Tara and Dawn. She missed Victoria's sanity. She missed her carefree life before she was looking over her shoulder constantly for a demented clown. Tara would know what to do but her? She wasn't a survivor. She was somebody who ran in fear when things got tough.
"Oh god...he's gonna kill me..." She sobbed, clinging onto the fabric of her best friend's shirt. "He was taunting me but I know he'll be back to finish what he started" She hiccuped.
