Ch. 2
Finally the grip on the audience seemed to have been broken for people had started to move around restlessly, no one really knowing what to do and no one taking charge. It was at that time the sky chose to start to rain. But it was not raining water. Clowns, painted in macabre, twisted expressions, fell from the sky and landed on random people, the best dressed. When the clowns collided with the human skulls, a horrible smuuush ensued and blood and gray matter splattered everywhere.
Ash was ready, this was what he was waiting for. Out came the shotgun and on went the chainsaw. The nearest clown was his first target. The chainsaw slashed at an upward arc cleaving the clown in two. A shotgun blast at point blank finished off another of the painted horde. Another blast and another clown fell. Through the hole in the things chest he saw a clown of considerable girth rushing forward. Thinking quick, Ash steadied himself and extended the chainsaw. There came a deep rRrRrRrRRRRrrr as the clown impaled himself on the chainsaw. Ash ripped the chainsaw out of the mortally wounded clown and spun to find that the rest of the clowns, finished with their bloody rampage, were just ambling away leaving him alive.
In awe at his fortune, Ash took this opportunity to reload the shotgun and survey his surroundings again. He saw nothing new on his first glimpse but, when he glanced again, he noticed that a tent was now lit up in the distance. He warily started towards it. As he neared the tent he heard a heavy rap beat coming from it.
A short one I know but its only an intro to part 1 chapter 1. Ny responses do the usual. Thanks, Danke Schön, Gracias, Domo Arigato, Gratzie, спасибо (Russian), Merci Beaucoup, and Mahalo. And much clown love.