You loved clowns, so one broke into your home at night you were not scared at all. Your parents wasn't the brightest parents and they always neglected and abused you but you often went to the carnival next day for sanctuary since you just often played with the clowns and tried copying the movements of the acrobats.

One of the clowns from the carnival broke into your home and killed your parents out of disgust of the way they treated a young child like you. You went downstairs and you see the Killer clown with clown makeup and a party hat on.

"Hello there child." The Killer clown smiles with a bit of blood on him.