A/N: Time for a Sully death ficlet! This is for RavennaNightwind, who wanted death by clown. Might be a bit scary. Enjoy!
Everyone loves a clown…who kills Sully
Tim Sullivan, aka Sully, was walking by himself down the street late at night. He was supposed to have met his girlfriend for a date, but she'd stood him up, no call or anything. He figured she was busy with work and decided to take a walk. And he'd been walking for awhile. The streets were dark and deserted, and Sully absently wondered what time it was.
A cool breeze blew past him and Sully could have sworn he heard a laugh, carried to his ears on the wind. He turned around but saw nothing. Assuming it was his overactive imagination, he continued walking. It happened twice more, and both times there was nothing there.
Sully was feeling uneasy by this time, and decided to head home. He was passing a darkened alleyway, when he noticed something within it, the dull light from a streetlight bringing the object to his attention. His curiosity overwhelming his sense of self preservation, Sully headed down the dark alley. He stooped to pick up the object and looked at it.
It was a round red nose, like that worn by a clown. Sully heard that laugh again, only this time it was a bit different, more sinister. Then, before he could turn and run, a clown stepped from the shadows, brandishing a knife. Sully never knew what hit him; it happened so fast. His body was never found.
A/N: I'm so glad I wrote this during the day. Clowns creep me out. I may still have nightmares. Anyway, hope you enjoyed! Thanks for reading!!