Luna opened her eyes and saw a grayish blue sky dotted with clouds. Getting up, she thought to herself,' Where the hell am I?'. Once she was on her knees, she rubbed her eyes and looked around. She seemed to be in a large abandoned playground, like the ones at parks. With a pang of fear she realized that Reese was nowhere to be seen.

'OH SHIT! Where is he? Wait, calm down, This HAS to be a fucking dream..', Luna thought, taking a deep breath.

'Yeah right, he's fucking gone and you are hopelessly screwed. Your mom is going to kill you.', Scoffed Luna's subconcious.

'Shut the hell up, I'm sure it's a dream, wait... sHIT SHIT, OH GOD, LAUGHING JACK! I gotta find him, please just let him be okay!'

Scrambling to her feet, Luna tried to think. Soon she heard faint giggling.

"Hello, Mr. L.J!" squealed Reese's voice in the distance.

Luna's eyes widened. She was about to run towards the voice, when she recalled how Laughing Jack looked. Very tall, long razor-clawed hands, sharp jagged teeth, and according to some, eyes that if you look into, you'll go insane.

"Stupid...", Luna thought to herself.

Then she remembered, "Dreams are Laughing Jack's specialty. So if this is a dream, then..."

Luna shut her eyes tight, and when she opened them again, in front of her was a large kitchen knife, about 6 inches long in length and a shiny, serrated blade.

" I didn't think that would actually work...", she mused. She looked into the direction of the conversation she had heard.

"Sure, I'd love to Mister!" said her little brother's innocent voice.

Luna started to run, scratch that, sprint toward her brother's voice. She caught sight of Reese being dragged toward and ugly, wretched looking purple splotch suspended in the air, by a 7 foot tall, black and white monstrosity.

In any other circumstance, Luna would be happy to find out that one of her favorite creepypastas was real. But her mind was devoid of any emotion exept rage and protectiveness toward her brother.

"Get your hands offa of my little brother, you son of a bitch!" Luna yelled. The monochrome beast turned his head, clearly showing his suprised face. It was just like Snuffbomb's story.

He must've been 10 feet tall. He bore a long, black and white cone nose, plasticky looking skin, with long ebony hair that hung to his shoulders. He had ragged and baggy clown trousers covered in patches and stains. Some sort of wrapping covered his waist and arms.

The clown was suprised enough to lessen his grip on the terrified little boy in his clawed hands. Reese yelped, and scrambled away from the monster and towards his sister. "Who the fuck are you, ya little brat!?" Jack yelled.

Once he heard the voice, Jack thought that Sally had thrown a tantrum, and had sought him out, but when he turned his head, he did not see the little girl in a tattered pink night gown. He saw a young girl with auburn hair and green eyes, clothed in simple baggy sleepwear. In her hands was a large kitchen knife not unlike Jeff's. There was a look of white hot anger in her eyes.

Truly confused and a bit frustrated, Jack loosened his grip on his prey. "Who the fuck are you, ya little brat!?", he shouted at the girl, who now was kneeling and hugging the little wretch he was going to kill. The girl got up and started to walk steadily towards Jack. The anger in her eyes seemed to be a bit dimmer, but was still evident.

For some reason, despite Jack's stature and murderous tendencies, he was somewhat intimidated. It was just the way she walked, her fearlessness towards him.

'Welp, at least this will be quick, then I can take TWO brats to slaughter!' Jack thought to himself. "Hehehe"

He glanced at the boy, huddled on the ground, bloody marks were on his arms from where Jack had dragged him.

"You hurt my baby brother, you sick bastard. I'm gonna make you pay!", yelled the redhead. She charged him and lunged forwards with the knife, her face contorted in a snarl.

Luna lunged forward with the knife, but at the last second she sidestepped, and instead of going for Jack's front, she slashed at Jack's sides. Jack, taken off guard, swung his claws at the air. He turned to face Luna. Anger started to overcome him, and he tried to grab the girl's arms. She jumped back and stabbed at Jack's outstretched hand, his inky black blood oozed from his palm. Some of it splattered onto the Luna's arms, making her wince as it started to burn at her skin. Taking this opportunity to strike, Jack took his uninjured hand and swiped it at the Luna. She managed to jump away, but Jack still landed a blow at her stomach, and ripped her nightshirt and grazed her skin. Luna cried out, and fell to her knees.

Reese screamed in terror for his sister. The Luna's eyesight started to distort. Laughing Jack began to start cackling like a madman, as he raised his hand to kill her. She looked up, defiance in her eyes. Laughing Jack, still had his clawed hand raised in the air, ready to swing. With much effort, Luna jumped up, and jabbed Jack in the stomach. His cackles become wails of pain as Luna backed away from the clown. Jack ripped the knife from his gut and tossed it away. Black blood dribbled in streams down his stomach.

Jack clutched at his wound and visibly cringed

'How the fuck did a kid tear me up like this?', he thought incredulously.

For humans this kind of wound would be fatal, but he wasn't human. He was a creepypasta. It takes a lot more to kill a being like him. But that didn't mean that he was invulnerable to pain.

He looked down at his wound, which was burning like fire, and back at the girl. She had sweat beading on her forehead. She was panting, and three long scratch marks ran across her abdomen, soaking her black shirt with blood. Her arms were marred with red marks from the contact with his acidic ichor. She was standing next to her brother, who was hugging her legs and crying.

The portal Jack had summoned was still floating in the air. 'Those two aren't worth the trouble.', Jack thought to himself. He straightened his back, his wound stinging, and walked through the portal. Leaving the two children behind him.