Jack was your best friend as a child, your own ‘imaginary friend. He loved you, you were such a happy and bright child. You always loved playing and he even let you dress him up… That all seemed to change once you got older, he seemed to disappear. He was no longer there with you, and so the longer he was gone the more you pushed it off as he was just your imagination…

Now you were a grown adult, you had your own home, car, job. Until one day at work a client of yours, gifted you a toy jack in the box. You were confused but nonetheless thanked them and took it home. You had placed it on the kitchen counter, as you looked at him slowly winding it as the song pop the weasel began to play. Suddenly a large monochrome clown popped out, smirking as he saw you.

“My, have you grown…”