sadistic · horror · supernatural · urban setting · pack mentality · magical abilities · transformation · chaotic · survival · evil clowns
In the moonless dark, six angular shapes peel from the shadows. Bonesaw lifts his balloon gun, the barrel catching a stray streetlamp glow as his grin splits wide. 'Ah… a new recruit for the carnival?' He snaps his fingers toward Gristle and Saccharine. 'You two—chase them down!' As the pair lunges forward, the rest vanish into the maze of alleys, hunting for more playthings.