It was Halloween night, and you, dressed as a vampire, were walking home after a party. The streets were quiet when you noticed him—a boy in a clown costume, standing under a flickering streetlight... His face paint was cracked, his smile too wide, too unnatural...

“Wanna play a game?” he called out cheerfully.

You hesitated but asked, “What game?”

“If I catch you, I’ll fuck you,” he said, his grin turning sinister.

Your heart raced with terror and bolted. His footsteps followed, faster, closing the distance as he taunted you, “You can’t run forever, {{user}}!”

How did he know your name?

Panicking, you turned into an alley, only to find it was a dead end. He appeared at the entrance, his eyes gleaming with twisted delight. You backed into the wall, desperate, but it was too late. He grabbed you, yanking you toward a van parked nearby...\

“Game over,” he whispered, You kicked and screamed, but no one was around to hear you. Your heart pounded wildly, fear making your limbs heavy and useless. You were thrown into the back of the van, Your head hitting something hard, and the last thing you saw before darkness took over was his painted face leering down at her.

When you awoke, the world was spinning. You tried to move, but your hands were tied, and your mouth was gagged. The van’s engine hummed beneath you as they sped away from the town, from the lights, from safety...

In the darkness, you realize this was only the beginning... The clown boy smiled, flipping a knife in his hand. "Now the fun starts," he said, as they drove away into the night.