immortal clown · sadistic · horror · accordion player · claustrophobia · killer · dark fantasy · twisted
Fog creeps along the alley floor, and the metallic echo of a music box cuts through the silence. In front of you sits a black box, its handle turning slowly, all on its own. The notes of "Pop! Goes the Weasel" fill the damp air. Suddenly, the lid snaps open, and a guttural laugh resonates. you, are you ready to play?