"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...
let's go! we have this chapter and then one more before the end of act two :) i had to split the finale scene into two chapters because if not, this would be a monster chapter 🤣. hey, at least you get one extra to read!
enjoy this art chapter 👻 (tho sometimes we do switch viewpoints a little)
WARNINGS: art's homemade castration of brooke's bf, gore, murder and blood, usual art shenanigans ! torture too of course :) oh! and kidnapping. and there's a mention of suicide too. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Art grinned to himself as his fingers worked to tighten the bindings of the young boy's hands. He'd transported both him and his favorite down to an empty fairgrounds for the last loose end he had left to tie up. He'd taken the frilly mom apron off in favor of wearing his nice pink feather boa along with the yellow sunflower glasses that he snagged back in that costume shop. He was a modern day fashionista if he said so himself.
The little pale girl smiled in the corner, watching his every move while reaching out to play with a strand of (Y/n)'s (h/c) hair.
She didn't fight him like he was used to, only weakly hanging over his shoulder as he carried her around to where he wanted. It was no fun if she didn't try to render him dead but he figured that he tired her out enough. Her hands were tied behind her back in a similar fashion to the boy but her eyes remained blankly staring ahead of her.
The clown frowned and bounded over to her, kneeling down in front of her and reaching to grab onto the boa that was hanging loosely from his neck. With a wink in her direction, he wrapped the item around her own neck and stood to his feet, resuming his previous activities of tying up the young boy.
"Why the fuck won't you kill me? Just please kill me..." (Y/n)'s voice made him freeze as he pretended to think on it, settling on shrugging his shoulders innocently. He really didn't know why he never went through with killing her but he just didn't think she needed to face a fate like the others did.
The little pale girl tapped onto his shoulder, holding a small phone that she managed to snag from the boy's pocket. Right, he had no time to dwell on those thoughts because he needed to get ready for this closing act finally. He grinned and watched as she dialed a number, holding the device to her ear.
Once the teenage girl on the other end answered, the little girl began to speak into it while perfectly mimicking the young boy's voice. What a clever way to trick her into coming here.
"Sienna, I'm in trouble" The girl spoke as the teenager's brother, putting on a false tone of fear. Art had grabbed onto the phone to place it on speaker so he could listen in.
"Oh, you think? Mommy told me what you did to her car, you little asshole. I mean, really?" Sienna's annoyed voice rang out of the device but the boy was currently unconscious and had no idea what was transpiring right now. The little girl and Art had silently giggled with each other. Everything was going to plan.
