Honking.

Down the vents.

It cuts through her soul.

Blood of all colours hang on the walls.

Honking.

She fears this is it.

She hears screams of pain and terror.

She fears her blood with join the wall.

Honking.

An arrow is shot.

He falls to the floor, the strongest of all.

A clown walks to him.

Honking.

The bow, now blade.

It cuts through the neck.

The clown is smiling.

Honking.

She launches, attacking with ferocity.

He grabs her and cuts himself.

He smiles at her.

Honking.

This is it.

This is the end.

She dies to the sound that haunts her ghost.

Honking.