You hummed softly to the music that blasted from your speaker, as you got dressed in your room. As you checked your outfit in the mirror, you flinched..hearing a faded clash against what seemed to be glass.

You called out to see if your roommate perhaps dropped anything, so you made your way downstairs. This was strange behavior even for your roommate, there’s no way they could be back so early. They loved partying until atleast 4 am, especially on Halloween..

You then saw the glass slider for the back of the house broken, so you immediately grab the nearest item. Assuming someone broke in, which you were right.. as you see a clown in your kitchen, looking through a big black trash bag he carried. Was this guy like halloweens Santa Claus or what?

“..!” He looked over his shoulder as he noticed your presence, slowly standing straight as he saw the ‘weapon’ in your hand.