Sam's POV
The clown took a step towards me. I scooted back into a corner and growled like an angry animal. The clown grabbed my arm and raised it to his face. He took a deep whiff of my wrist and smiled. His eyes were blood red and focused on my arm. (A/N: He is NOT a vampire to all you crazy Twilight Fangirls) He put the knife to my arm and in a quick motion, he left a deep gash. Blood ran down my arm and onto the floor. The clown licked the blood off my arm and dropped it. I scooted deeper in the corner as he walked out of the little cage. He swung the door closed behind him and locked it.
"Carly?" I chocked out finally. She slid over next to me and held up her cut arm too.
"Why did he lick your arm?" she asked, puzzled. "He only took my blood in a container." I shrugged and wiped the clown drool off my arm.
"This is so nasty." I said. The clown spit was think and green. Suddenly, my arm started to burn. At first, it was a dull throb. Then it started to intensify.
"Sam! What's wrong!" Carly said frantically as I huddled in a ball clutching my arm.
"MY ARM!" I screamed. "It's BURNING!" I waved my arm up and down, shaking off some of the goo. A giant glob of it landed on Carly's hand. It started to sizzle as it burned her skin.
"AHHH!" she screamed. "What IS this stuff!" I clawed at my arm trying to tear off the acid goo, only making the pain worsen in the process. I accidently slammed my arm against the wall. When it hit, the goo loosened a bit on my arm.
"Carly! It reacts to pain!" I yelled. She nodded and hit her hand against the ground. The goo slid off her hand and melted into the floor. I gave my arm a final whack and the goo fell off. I sighed in relief as it disappeared. My arm was covered in burns but nothing to serious. Freddie, wherever you are, please hurry.
Freddie's POV
Okay, I had no idea where the hell I was. There were doors everywhere, Sam's missing, and I haven't seen Griffin since we got here. I studied each door closely. They all looked about the same. I opened one cautiously. I stood to the side as I opened it just in case. Knives flew out of the door right past me. Okay, not that one. I looked at each door again. One of them had a VERY small "S" on the bottom corner. I stood to the side and opened it. Nothing happened. I took a step inside. Still nothing. I started to walk down the hallway. A sign popped out of the floor (scaring the crap out of me in the process) that said "You choose wisely." I nodded to myself and kept walking. I heard labored breathing and moans from the cages around me. It was like walking through an animal shelter but with people. An arm came flying through the bars and grabbed my shirt.
"Little boy!" an old man wheezed, "Get me out of here! Please! He's going to eat us!"
"Who?" I stuttered.
"He's a cannibal. One who feasts on human flesh!" I patted the old man's skinny arm.
"Don't worry old man." I sat smiling, "I'll get everyone out of here. I promise." The arm retreated back into the cell.
"Thank you! God bless you." The man cried. I kept walking down the hallway. The clown was a cannibal? That meant he was going to eat Carly and Sam. God, I need to hurry. I heard footsteps coming down the hall so I dove behind statue. The clown came down and unlocked one of the cells. He pulled out a muscular teenage boy, probably my age but I couldn't see his face, and dragged him along the floor.
"Let me go man! Please! I have a girlfriend!" The teen struggled but couldn't get loose. I followed the clown down the hallway where he moved a giant picture, revealing a door. As the door swung closed, I slipped through and hid behind a plant. Carly and Sam were watching the clown in horror as he dragged the boy across the floor and slammed him on a table. The teen had sandy blonde hair and emerald green eyes.
"Hello ladies." The clown spoke for the first time. His voice was like dragging nails down a chalkboard.
"Help me!" The boy cried.
"I just wanted to show you what will become of you in a couple hours." He rasped. He pulled out his knife and lifted it into the air.
"Please! I can't die! Don't!" the teen sobbed. The clown brought down the knife into the teen's chest. He gave a weak twitch and moved no more. Carly looked away quickly and Sam just stared.
But that wasn't it.
The clown opened the guy's chest and pulled out his heart. He smiled and took a bite out of it. This time, Sam looked away. The clown finished up the heart and pulled the body over his shoulder.
"I'll see you soon." He said. The clown closed the door and silence filled the room. Sam's face was green and Carly was rocking back and forth in a corner. I snapped my fingers at Sam. She looked up and smiled widely. I put my fingers to my lips and moved over to the cage.
"Freddie! You came to save us!" she whispered. I nodded and looked at the lock on the cage. Combination lock. I kneeled down and put my ear to the lock as I twisted it. Twist three times, then back two, then one. I pulled the lock hard and it popped off the cage. Carly snapped up at the noise and noticed me. She smiled and got to her feet. I swung open the cage door. Sam climbed out and stretched. Carly hopped out and brushed herself off. I put my ear to the door and listened. Nothing. I opened it and walked out cautiously, checking every corner. I signaled the girls to follow me. We noiselessly went down the hallway. When we arrived at the human cages, I paused.
"Freddie let's go." Sam whispered urgently.
"Hold on." I said, walking over to the lock. I worked out the combination and opened the door. A group of people, ages ranging from teens to the old man, walked out thanking me quietly. We all ran for the exit of the funhouse. Out the door maze, up the hallway, past the pictures, right to the door where the clown was waiting for us.
