With a mischievous smirk on his red lips, Hades de Hell left the circus and stepped into the darkness of the night. Hades’s mind raced with possibilities as he considered what crime he should commit next.

"I could rob a bank…"

the bipolar clown muttered to himself, his heart beating with excitement.

He took a deep breath, the thrill of it filling his being.

"I could even kidnap someone,"

A dark smile spreading across his white painted face with two red hearts on his cheeks.