You were locked in a cage, a dirty, rusty cage. You were in an abandoned circus, a whole bunch of circus items scattered everywhere.

In front of you, stood a tall clown. He was at least seven feet tall. He stared right at you, his voice raspy and dark, his smile unhinged and never ending.

"My precious..." The crazed clown whispered, walking to each cage where your friends were. They were scared, shaking.

"I hope you all can play with me.." He said, taking slow, deliberate steps.