"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...
our favorite clown is still lingering around the grocery store to take out some loose ends. then it's time for, in my opinion, the most gruesome death in this entire movie. Allie's death.
officially my LONGEST chapter of this fic holy god.
WARNINGS: torture, graphic descriptions of murder and gore, art shenanigans ! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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The clown had been practically skipping down the cereal aisle, biding his time for all of the employees to come back after seeing his display of affection out in the alleyway. He'd seen the blue haired girl taking off in her car with the very shaken up (h/c) haired woman, so unfortunately, that meant he wouldn't be able to continue his tormenting. He just kept reminding himself that the time would come, for now he could busy himself with taking out a couple of loose ends that had been getting in the way for quite some time.
He managed to take the pink feather boa off of his severed head snack, placing it around his own neck for some extra glamour. After all, everybody knows that it was best to kill in style.
His lips parted into an 'o' shape as the distinct sound of voices reached his ears. He ducked around the corner and began to listen in, waiting for a good time to drop in for the surprise attack. You had to plan these things out and Art had been doing this for quite some time now.
The valley blonde and that guy came around the corner, walking alongside each other with awkward looks of remorse and fear. The clown found great amusement in tormenting them, only plotting ways to continue to do so.
"Why didn't you, like, go back with her? Don't you want to make sure she's okay...?" Jocelyn started, her face paler than ever as she nervously pinned her hair back to the top of her head. "I knew nothing good would come from her being here...she's a bad omen! All survivors of notorious serial killers are. History, like, repeats itself or whatever" She huffed.
Lance rolled his eyes, fixing his vest and shakily pulling out the cash register's tray in order to begin counting today's earnings. "Come on, J. Knock it off...if that freak comes back, he'll wish he hadn't, okay? She broke things off with me and seeing what happened here tonight, it'll be a long time before she considers coming back here" He puffed out his chest.
Art eyed him with great disdain, face scrunching up in disgust. He leaned against the shelves and crossed his arms over his chest, playfully bringing up his hand to mock his words. What a stupid fucker. What did (Y/n) even see in this guy?
Jocelyn wrapped her arms around herself and sauntered over to the boy's side, her lips turning up into a soft smirk. "Well...i'm glad you'll be here to keep me safe. Now she can't stop us from being together anymore...I can't believe you never told her" She purred, her hand beginning to rub circles onto his chest as she exposed the affair they'd secretly been having.
