circus troupe or satanic cult???
I love every single thing about this.
The one on the right. He’s the one who climbs through the window at night, slits your throat, and watches as you silently scream and convulse. The only sounds being the sucking of blood and the thud of your twitching body against the floor.
Then, after you finally expire, he wipes your face clean and tenderly and carefully begins applying grease paint to your lifeless face. Slowly, methodically he transforms your face into the visage of the Death Clown your face forever frozen, a painted twisted oversize mouth, blood red. Eyes, sunken and lifeless, sooty with cartoonish tears running down your cheeks.
As he backs slowly away, he leaves a single squirting rose just out of reach of your outstretched hand.
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