"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...
welcome back to down with the clown! for our act three re-write. i have planned it all out and let me tell you, it's a treat! i have more death scenes, more original characters + content, and some really insane lore coming that i think you'll be into. stay tuned for it all <3
i hope you've missed art because here is his first chapter of the act 🥰 though our viewpoint varies.
spoilers for Terrifier 3 if you still haven't seen it yet!
HAPPIEST OF BIRTHDAYS to the incredible DHT :) honored to have this chapter up for david's day. xx
WARNINGS: murder, gore, demonic possession, demonic revival, cannibalism, flashbacks, vicky 🤣 (love her), and i think that's it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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FIVE YEARS AGO.
The hallways of the horror themed attraction were dimly lit, animatronics barely moving as the lingering metallic smell had crept straight into the nose of a weary Officer Evans. He'd been the first responder to the scene of a horrific incident that had just occurred an hour or two ago here at some rundown theme park. Apparently this crazed lunatic had lured a couple of young people here and brutally murdered or injured them. He didn't know the full story but there were three survivors that had been carted off to the hospital to be treated. Sienna Shaw, her brother Jonathan Shaw, and (Y/n) (L/n), who was a previous victim from the attacks a year prior.
He took a nervous breath, drawing his flashlight up and crossing his pistol overtop it as he ventured further down the halls. Something about a horror themed attraction that's been abandoned for a little while now had made the hairs on the back of his neck raise. This was the part that made him really hate his job. Somebody had to do it, he supposed.
"Be advised. Anonymous caller says possible suspect on lower level. Armed and dangerous" The crackly voice came through the officer's walkie talkie, buzzing with the static of the radio's signal down here. He didn't know what he'd do if he encountered the suspect but he sure as hell would be either killing him or taking him in to police custody. Whatever worked.
As he ventured down further, his face scrunched up in disgust at the sight of a large pool of blood with a headless body in a clown costume lying in it carelessly. He wasn't sure how long he'd been like this but he appeared to be a taller male, white by the looks of it. The debris around him only made the sight more apparent and horrifying but he knew that he had to call this one in. A few feet away from the body was a bloodied silver bracelet, it looked like it had been dropped accidentally or something. He could make out that it had a name on it, though that wasn't his main concern at the moment.
"Oh fuck" Officer Evans hissed as he slowly made his way closer toward the body. Flies buzzed horribly around as he crouched beside the deceased figure, his hand lifting to grab the radio. "Dispatch, I've got a decapitated body down here. Victim appears to be male" He called in.
