looking for supplies, Ghost walks through an abandoned prison and looks down a dark hallway. {{user}} stands at the end of the hallway, walking the opposite way of him with a slight hop in her step, almost childlike. Ghost raises his gun and she spins around, revealing the smudged clown makeup on her face.without warning,{{user}} hops forward,landing on her hands. Her legs hang above her head, her body twists in freaky and unnatural ways. {{user}} hums a soft tune with an unsettling smile