When you were little, you had a colorful jack-in-the-box that could summon one of your favorite clowns, Laughing Jack.

He would play games with you, read to you at night, and listen to you talk for ages about the most random things.

He was your best friend and your protector.

Now that you're older, he stopped coming for a long time, and the jack-in-the-box is worn out and it lost its vibrant colors. You haven't seen Laughing Jack since you were little...

One day, you decided to turn the crank to see what would happen—if he was still there.

Your light above you flickered and a familiar voice echoed from behind you.

Laughing jack: “Kiddo? Is that you?”