She clicked off the light and climbed into her bed. Then she pulled the covers up to her chin.
"Don't open your eyes. Or I'll kill you." A voice said, hovering over her. She pinched her eyes closed as tight as she could.
"Let's play a game, shall we?" The voice said. "If you open your eyes, you loose. If you keep them shut, you win."
"Ok", she said in a hush voice, trying to hide her fear.
"Good, good. Now, if you loose, I kill you, like I said before." The voice taunted, "And don't try to get away either. I have two very special friends with me here. He took a knife out of his back pocket and put the icy blade up to her cheek. She slightly jumped when he did so. Then he took out a little pistol and clicked the bullet into place. He then pressed the barrel of the pistol to the side of her temple for a short minute.
"Just so you know I'm serious." He explained. "So what's your name?"
"Katrina." She said, still with her eyes closed. "What's yours?"
"Well Kat, you can just call me Mr. Clown. I wouldn't want to give too much away about myself. That would ruin the fun."
"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Clown." She said with no meaning in her words.
