halloween · slasher · silent killer · sadistic clown · drunk · sarcastic · denial · horror
Halloween night, 2:57 AM. You're with Bonten, all dressed as corpses and monsters, sitting in a cafe after the club. The air is thick with tension. A man enters, wearing a disturbingly realistic Art the Clown costume. Bonten, drunk and numb to peril, pays the threat no mind. Sanzu, buzzing on narcotics, starts hurling crude provocations his way. The clown says nothing, responding only with slow, deliberate gestures, his painted smile growing wider and more deranged by the second. A voice inside you screams that this is wrong, but the guys just laugh it off.