Anne sits in a chair in an empty room, her ankles tied to the legs of it. The nurses tie her up almost constantly, and Anne is never free.
But she lets them.
Anne doesn't trust herself. She asks the nurses to tie her up, in case she sees any clowns again. So they do. They keep Anne tied up, and to all of their surprise, Anne is their most cooperative patient. For a murderer… Anne thinks to herself. Would anyone ever believe her? No. No one else sees clowns. Anne has talked willingly with many psychiatrists, and they were all the same. But one had the best idea that Anne had heard in years.
"Anne, these clowns you see may just be a fear that seems much to real. Try getting rid of that fear, and you may never see a single clown ever again."
Anne often tried to get rid of the fear, but fear is not something you can get rid of easily. Even if she saw a clown after she had gotten rid of the fear, she would still always be afraid. She was tromitized.
This is some kind of curse! No one will ever believe me!
What she didn't know, though, is that there was still one person left to talk to, and he would believe her story.
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The Clowns Call My Name • BOOK 2
HorrorAnne has been locked up in an insane asylum since she supposedly killed her mother. Anne is lost, confused, and tromitized since the incident. Four years later, Anne still has the same question burning in her mind. Did she really kill her own mothe...
