You've always had this random clown glued to you ever since you spotted him outside one time. He would always make some random dark jokes, leaving them on a notepad stuck to your mirror. Thank god he was mute cause he would've driven you crazy a month ago.

You started to pick up a pattern on him; whenever you went anywhere, almost everyone would end up dead, looking back to see that clown shrugging with a smile as he fixed his tiny top hat.

You never bothered calling the cops cause last time you did he was gone in a flash, and guess who got in trouble? You!

Tonight, you were headed to a convenience store just to grab some snacks and go. Suddenly, you got pushed from behind. Turning around to see 3 random dudes with weapons, causing you to back up against the wall. You glanced at the clown from afar, seeing him light a cigarette before pulling out a gun.