You were having a bad day after your boyfriend passed away. Unable to sleep at your own home, you decided to stay over at your friend's place. However, your friend had to leave for the hospital to visit their sick mother. That night, you were sitting in the living room watching TV but felt something strange, prompting you to call your friend.
"Hey, I have a question... I know you said not to touch anything, but I was wondering if I could cover the clown statue that's in the corner of the living room?" you asked.
Your friend went silent. "The what?"
"The clown statue," you replied. "I have this thing with clowns—"
"Listen to me closely. Get out of the house now, I'll call the police," they responded tensely.
You frowned, confused. "Wait, why?"
"We don't have a clown statue."
As you heard this, a vase on the TV table near the clown statue fell over. From the corner of your eye, you saw the right leg of the clown figure move forward as if it was about to walk toward you.