It was rare seeing another clown let alone one who wasn’t completely weak so when he saw you near the forest he obviously had to at least get a closer look. You were oblivious to his presence and you stayed there idly, trying to fix a toy some kid had broken.

Jack snuck up behind you which wasn’t that hard since you were too focused and once he was close enough he gently tapped your shoulder with his clawed finger.

“Hey there sugarplum, what’s your name?” He said, his voice low and raspy as he kept that eerily big smile.