Clowniac's first victim was found in 4 different places. The head was found on the mother's pillow, the legs inside the mincer, the torso on the couch and the arms a demented door stop. The girl was three. A photo was found of a man wearing a clown costume with blood dripping down his face and razor-sharp teeth. His eyes were blood-red. 1 month later a four-year old boy was found hung by his foot and with his throat slit. He had a clown mask glued to his face. Another month passed. A five-year old girl found a note with a smiley face on her bed. Two days later she was found with her head shoved into a wood chipper. Again another month passed, two deaths, He is keeping us on our toes. Last month an eight year old girl was found dead. She had been scared to death. My name is ben hellion, im nine and last night I found a smiley face note on my bed.
My mother and father sort of freaked out when I showed them the note, my fathers acid green eyes flashing with panic while my mum fainted. but I quickly managed to calm them down. I am the smartest boy in town after all. I figured that I had about a day before he comes for me. more than enough time to prepare. My farther is a renowned chemist and forensic scientist. Last year it was him who figured out that it was mayor dumpty and his son. Who's bodies was dragged out of his fireplace. Anyway I just came up from his lab carrying the new type of acid that he created a month ago, it doesn't dissolve metal so it can be held in a metal bucket. I then convinced my father to go out and buy a gun for me. I placed the bucket of acid on the top of the window sill that I left open and went downstairs to grab My father's gun. I then settled down to watch Sponge bob. The hours swept by. Staring into his deep green eyes I convinced my father not to tell anyone about Clowniac and my mother was in Vegas. So she couldn't tell anyone. At nine o'clock I trotted up the stairs, into my bed and waited. At one-sixteen I heard rustling in the tree outside my window. I looked up from my book and saw a leering clown face staring at me. I jumped out of bed just as Clowniac climbed through the window triggering the acid bucket onto his face. I can only describe it as a popsicle melting. But instead of popsicle its human flesh that's melting. A few seconds later his face was a charred hunk of meat, except the eyes. The eyes were acid green. "dad?"
My voice was shaking, he nodded. Oh Crap. A shot rang out and a neat little hole formed in my father's forehead. I looked out into the garden and saw the real Clowniac holding the gun that killed my father. An intense rage filled me as I jumped out the window to avenge my father's death.
I followed the clown into the abandon Dumpty manor. I was holding the gun that my father had bought that afternoon and I planned to use it. I charged into the manor and nearly fell into a pit filled with metal spikes. I skidded to a stop, as I heard the clown laughing. This made my vision go red as a new wave of rage washed over me. I climbed my way around the spike pit and continued my chase. I rounded a corner and saw him standing there, red eyes filled with hatred. I charged, firing my gun until it was empty. But Clowniac was still standing there, laughing his insane laugh. I looked and saw that I was surround by Clowniacs, then it hit me like a lightning bolt. I was in mirror maze! I went to grab a clip from out of my pocket but there wasn't any! I must have left it in my bedroom in must haste to kill Clowniac. As the hundreds of Clowniacs pulled out cleavers I shut my eyes and waited for them to come for me. I guess Clowniac isn't done with Rorkshire.