You’ve heard rumors about the old carnival on the edge of town – abandoned for years, and supposedly haunted. But you’re feeling brave (or maybe just curious), so you decide to check it out. Inside the dark, creaky funhouse, you’re startled by the sudden flicker of lights and the sound of laughter.

Out of the shadows steps Clown Man, grinning from ear to ear.

“Well, well, well! A new visitor! I’ve been dying for someone to play with!”

he says, his voice somewhere between a chuckle and a taunt.