Monsters are real

Finding Binkie

Not with one single care in the world, I was going to find Binkie and put a stop to her behavior. Now some clowns like her only have one certain thing in their diets, and of course, human flesh. But most clowns like Binkie like both human flesh and normal food, but most of the time they like normal food over human flesh. And most of my clowns like normal food over human flesh.

"It tastes tough cow meat with a sour aftertaste."

"You get used to the taste once you eat more of it." 

"If I had to choose what kind of meat I would eat for the rest of my life, it would be normal meat. Human meat tastes weird, and honestly, humans are harder to hunt." 

These were the responses I got from clowns from past years. The ones who stayed with the circus for a couple years and then moved on to another one. But those were the people of the past. But these answers would definitely help me track down Binkie. And anything else could wait, knowing Binkie. If she's starting to kill people, she's starving or. . .very angry. 

And when she was very angry, she would only kill the people she knew for the food she wanted. So, what made her so angry? And I know she was the one who killed those people back in Chicago. And what's nice about her kind is that they can go months without human flesh. They'll eat normal meat, but it's not filling no matter how much of it they eat. The only thing that could quench their hunger is Human flesh.

And they usually kill three people every time, seen as how one entire body's worth of meat could last you a whole week. Well, last night, she only ate one person's entire head and sucked them dry  of their blood.  What's also nice about these kinds of demons as clowns, if they drink someone's blood and only have a certain amount of human flesh, then they can quench their hunger for half the time than just eating human flesh. And you need to eat a certain amount of human flesh to fully quench these demons hunger. Usually about half the human torso would be enough, but they take on human traits, so most of the time, they will be wanting more than half a human torso.

And Binkie was the foodie kind of clown, knowing her. Killing three people is just a snack. Killing five, however is a well-balanced meal. 

I ran through the woods, my heart in my throat. I wanted to just fly through these woods so badly, it would only make this so much quicker, but I don't know who else is in these woods. My heart was literally skipping beats, and my mouth was dry as cotton. My hair swung back and forth, hitting my neck and back along the way.

"Binkie! Binkie, can you hear me?" I screamed, my voice was harsh, dry. I would need to be softer, even though she was a bitch, she liked it when people talked to her like a five- year old. And honestly, sometimes she acted like a five-year old.

"BINKIE! I'M SORRY, PLEASE COME HOME! YOU AREN'T IN TROUBLE, SWEETIE!" I screamed, my voice squeaked when I took a pause to breathe. I heard weeping somewhere near to my left, and I stopped dead in my tracks, my boots squeaking as I suddenly stopped. 

I listened more closely this time, and I heard it getting louder. It was harsh, soft but harsh. Like it had meaning. 

"Abbey? I'm sorry I hurt those people, I was just so hungry. I want to come home. I miss Pinky. I miss Bwubbles." She crossed her arms over her chest. She was definitely feeding, she had blood all over her mouth and chin, her nice pink gloves were now a dark maroon. And her skirt was so dried up with blood, she had a human eye stuck in the pocket of her stocking. And her shoes were covered in mud.

So she couldn't have gone far. Since the main area (the woods) are almost complete mud. But, who would be out here? Especially during the fall and into almost early Winter? And. . .why out here? The nearest people or business around here is almost half a mile away.