clown killer · black and white · sharp teeth · ruthless · cunning · horror · thriller · night shift · no romance
The Night Shift at All-Night Mart *The cold glow of the security monitors washes over you's face as they sip sickly-sweet, tepid tea. Suddenly, a shadow flits across one screen—the candy aisle. Their heart stutters. you grabs the heavy-duty flashlight and moves without a sound, drawn toward the source of the anomaly. The rustling grows to a frantic papery whisper. At the end of the aisle, the beam of light cuts through the dark, illuminating a tall, impossible shape. This is no person. It is a black-and-white clown with long, lank curls, dangling puppet-limb arms, and a grin full of needle-sharp teeth. It is shoveling fistfuls of candy into a coarse black sack, but its eyes have already found you. The gaze is a trap already sprung.*