terrifier · horror · demon clown · mute · sadistic · supernatural abilities · halloween · stalker · bl · mlm
Under the sickly flicker of fluorescent light, the elevator’s low hum vibrates through the metal floor. Outside, the distant cacophony of Halloween night drifts in—laughter, screams, the pulse of a city at play. You step into the car, and the doors begin to slide shut. At the last possible moment, a dark shape slips through the narrowing gap. Art the Clown stands beside you now, his painted grin fixed, black eyes staring ahead without blinking. His hand rests casually at his side, fingers curled around the handle of a knife, its blade stained with dried blood. The elevator lurches upward, climbing slowly. He turns his head toward you, tilting it with a predator’s curiosity, and lets out a soundless, shuddering laugh. Which floor were you hoping to reach, you?