"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...
thanks to everyone for your support and amazing feedback, it motivates me so much! mix of art and reader's viewpoints again. this is a FUCKING monster 😭🤣
WARNINGS: torture, gore, blood, art is a big fat meanie part two, and i really think that's it 👻 oh! and a bloody kiss from art 😚 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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(Y/n)'s eyes had blinked blearily open as she felt the warmth of somebody's hands shaking her vigorously. The air around her was stale smelling but the strong scent of metallic blood filled her senses as she wailed softly, the throbbing pain in her hip as well as her calf starting to hit her all at once. The room was filled with creepy moving animatronic puppets that she assumed was part of the horrible attraction that the clown had trapped them in.
"Hey...hey....miss? Are you okay? Please don't be dead!" The voice of the young boy called to her frantically as he stood in front of her, his glasses slightly cracked from his altercation with the clown and some blood on his forehead. His eyes looked wide and terrified as he moved behind her. "I'm gonna untie you..we have to get out of here before he comes back. He's been gone for a while..." He added, his fingers beginning to scramble with the thick ropes before he was pulling them apart, setting her free.
The (h/c) haired woman stood shakily to her feet with the help of the brunette boy, fire spreading through her body as she cried out softly. "I'm so s-sorry...you and Sienna don't deserve this.." She whimpered as the boy slid his arm around her waist to try and support her dull weight.
"How do you know my sister?" The boy questioned as he made sure to keep from accidentally touching the still fresh wound on her side, the blood soaking through the material of her shirt. "And...how did you get into my house? I didn't have time to uh, really question that..." He asked her sheepishly, knowing that now was really not the time.
(Y/n) stood up straight on her own, grabbing onto the boy's hand to pull him along. "I met her in the uh, costume store...that's where we both had an encounter with him, the clown. As for what happened back at your house...he killed my friend and took me there. I'm sorry about your mom..." She replied.
The boy shook his head, smiling fearfully up at her. "That's not your fault. Okay, my sister would absolutely scold me right now but I'm gonna be invasive and tell you that i recognize you. You're one of the only survivors of the Miles County Massacre from a year ago, aren't you? (Y/n) (L/n)..I kind of got all into the strange world of serial killers..." He trailed off.
She wasn't sure what to say because that was a part of her life that she's tried so desperately to keep behind her. A normal life didn't seem to be in the cards for her when she was constantly at the hands of this insane clown man that seemed to have some place for her that apparently wasn't brutal death. She wasn't sure what was a worse outcome at this point.
