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The shit had definitely hit the fan. The wake was over, as Sophie heard many shuffling feet, screams, and a few too many gunshots. Sophie knew that she should have probably been in on the crazed movement but at the moment she was trapped inside a room that became extremely crowded.
A large troupe of men began filtering into the room yelling waving their guns like crazed warriors.
"If any of you so much as breath loudly your fucking dead!", as one of the strange men screamed shooting a few bullets into the ceiling.
Sophie sat there closely huddled beside Martin as she stared at the strange masked men. They were dressed up like…..clowns? Yeah, you really don't see that everyday. She could understand a Reagan mask or a Clinton mask but clown masks? That was a new one in her book.
Marco suddenly growing hair on his balls stood up pulling out his own gun pointing it straight at the one clown that had been threatening the small party earlier.
A show down had began.
They both had their guns raised pointing at one another. But the real question was who had the guts to pull the trigger first?
"Who the fuck invited you freaks? Why don't you and your stupid little fuck party just get the hell out of here", as Sophie watched small beads of sweat forming on Marco's forehead. Poor choice of words Sophie thought knowing that Marco was not known for the art of being suave but acting before he thought.
Suddenly a gunshot went off as Marco fell over a bullet lodged between his eyes.
Yeah, I think Marco proved his point.
An even stranger looking man sauntered his way through the door as his eyes skimmed the small group. Sophie was mesmerized. She had never seen a man like this unless you counted the local circus.
His face was painted ghost white. While his eyes were just circled with thick layers of black paint. But the scariest thing about him was the large red painted smile that graced his face.
Another smile laid underneath his painted one. It was hidden rather well but Sophie could see the permanent scarred smile that graced underneath his makeup.
It was a haunting Glasgow smile that sent chills up her spine. But he definitely wasn't smiling. A frown graced his face as he continued his search amongst the group. Sophie cringed as she stared at his hair. He really needed a quick shampoo, some conditioner would do some wonders for him. It was disgusting to say the least. It was a stringy dark blonde with a bad green dye job.
His sense of style wasn't any better either. He wore a pair of worn out brown ratty shoes that had seen better days. Purple pinstripe pants covered in dust and white paint as a long pocket chain moved against his thigh. He wore a dark green vest, and a purple jacket which had seen better days to say the least.
He maneuvered his way around the room as he squinted at certain people.
"Yea, Hi there! Oops, heh sorry such a tight squeeze in here", he murmured as he stepped over Marco's dead body. He suddenly stopped, turned and bent down picking Marco's pocket. He took out Marco's wallet and stuffed it into his pocket all the while clearing his throat.
"Oh God…", Sophie whispered, grabbing her face. This couldn't get any worse. She knew she should have just stayed in the apartment and watched Family Guy all day. The head clown walked over to the desk sitting down in the rolling chair. He spun himself once or twice as everyone watched in completely silence. Stretching his arms out he spun himself again as he knocked a lamp off of the desk into an unsuspecting family members face. Her Uncle Luke fell over into a heap on the ground holding his face moaning as blood began to trickle out of his nose and mouth. He groaned forcing himself up as the main clown began laughing insanely clapping his hands together. Uncle Luke looked up with a deep glare as he spat a tooth at the clown who immediately stopped laughing as his black eyes lost all amusement.
His mouth made a smacking sound as he stood up pushing the chair against the wall as he picked up the tooth and walked over to her Uncle Luke who suddenly became terrified. Kneeling down, the clown placed the tooth in front of Uncle Luke's face.
"Uh..I think ya might of dropped this? You might need this later. For the tooth fairy and all. Have to save up for your funeral", as Uncle Luke began to yell the clown shot him in the face. The little girl sitting down beside Uncle Luke began screaming. Sophie sighed. That was Luke's daughter.
As Uncle Luke's body slumped to the ground the clown continued to stare at him as if nothing happened.
"No? Okay then", as he shrugged throwing the tooth to the little girl.
"Here ya go sweets. Your allowance came early. Don't spend it all now ya hear", as he smiled at the sobbing girl.
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