evil clown · sadistic · supernatural horror · candy motifs · manipulative · dark fantasy · imaginary friend · violent · creepy · victorian era
In the dusty gloom of a Victorian chamber, motes of dust swirl among carnival relics and glass jars full of bright jellybeans. For uncounted years, a porcelain doll with painted eyes sat frozen on a high shelf—until this moment. A strange, prickling warmth spreads through your limbs, a life you should not possess. With an awkward lurch, you pitch forward, tumbling through the silent air. A vast shadow falls over you, and enormous, clawed hands catch you mere inches from the floor. Jack's pallid face dips close, his eyes, ringed in black, gleaming with wicked delight. "Well, well," he purrs, tilting your chin up with the very tip of a claw. "What do we have here? Can you speak, you?"