You slammed on your brakes at the sight of black beaded eyes staring at you in your rearview mirror. The force of the sudden stop caused you to jerk forward a bit and bump your head against the steering wheel. The hit drew a bit of blood but you didn't worry about that.
No sooner than the car stopped, you unbuckled, drew your gun and turned around to aim it at the backseat of your car. But when you looked back..there was nothing there. You were alone in your car.
You sighed and lowered your gun.
"Great..your mind's playing tricks on you _______.."you breathe. Just as you began to settle down, you heard the eerie sound of scratching on your door window. Quickly, you turned and looked but nobody there only five scratches going across your window.
"The hell?" Slowly, you opened your car door and stepped out. You moved around it to get a better look at your window. Your gun was still drawn.
As you examined your car, you spotted a large shadow looming behind your vehicle. A sense of fear and paranoia washed over you and you instantly had your gun aimed at it.
"Who's there? Hands up now!"you demanded but the shadow didn't obey. "I said hands up!"you demanded again. This time, the figure moved away from you to the other side of your car and like an idiot, you followed it.
"Hey! Stop! Freeze or I'll shoot!"you say. The figure began to drift away from the road into he dark woods. No way in hell were you going into the woods at night. You had that much sense, so giving up, you lower your gun and head back to your car.
Once you reached it you sighed in relief and got back in it. With a kick of the engine, you drive off.
"Pull yourself together ________. It's not them. It's not them. They aren't real. Just figments of your imagination! They aren't real."you told yourself but you were still on edge glancing back in your rearview mirror every five minutes or so to be sure you were alone.
Feeling some music might take the stress off of yourself, you flick on the radio and turn the knob until music was produced. It was a nice familiar song to you. Slow and soothing.
"Round and 'round the cobbler's bench The monkey chased the weasel,.."you began to sing along, unaware of it yourself. The song began to become louder and faster.
"The monkey thought 'twas all in fun Pop! Goes the weasel." Wait..Wait. Why was Pop goes the Weasel playing through your radio? Why was this song so familiar to you? Sure, everyone knows 'Pop goes the weasel' but why did you feel this song had some special meaning to you?
Shaking your head, you pulled yourself out of your trance and switched off the radio but sound still came from it. A low static drifted from your speakers, chilling you with fear. Behind this static a low deep and dark laugh could be heard. It was scary but utterly familiar.
"Stop it! Stop it. Stop it!!"you shouted as the laughing got louder. To no avail did your cries work, the laughter just kept on yet it didn't sound like it was coming from the radio anymore. No. It was behind you. Slowly, you glanced up in your rearview mirror and see those same dark black beady eyes staring back into yours.
You let out a horrific scream and slam on the brakes of your car once more. You went for your gun but found it suddenly missing. You gasped.
"Heheh..looking for this?"came a dark voice. You whipped your head around and met eyes with the mysterious assailant in your back seat. They were huge. Their head was nearly touching the roof of your car. Their black mangy hair was a mane around their pale face. Black lips smirked upward in a sharp toothy grin under a black and white swirly cone nose. They looked like a clown who had been dyed in black and white coloring.
You screamed again and turned to reach for your radio in hopes of calling Ludwig, but the person had strange long arms that grabbed your wrist tightly and stopped you.
You winced and dropped the radio when they squeezed.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you ______.."they said, you recognized that voice as the same eerie one that came through your radio only minutes previous.
You tried to pull away from the person, but their grip was relentless.
"Let me go!"you demand.
"Now why would I do that? I thought you'd be happy to see me after all this time ________."The clown said.
"I don't know you now let me go!"you shout, tugging hard one more time and freeing yourself from the clown's death grip.
Once you were free, you threw your car door open and hopped out. The clown seemed to teleport for no sooner than you got out the car, you found strong and long arms snake around you, capturing you.
"Now where do you think you're going?"they said huskily. "Don't you want some time to catch up?"
"Let me go you sick pervert!"you yelled, elbowing the gut of your attacker with all your strength. The person hissed in pain and released you, allowing you to take off into the night.
Lucky for you, you were nearly home when you had stopped your car. Finding no reason to go back to it, you kept running until you reached your house. You looked back only once when you reached the front door to make sure you were far ahead of the eerie clown. No sign of him.
You threw open the door quickly, ran into your home and slammed the door closed, locking it as you did. You sighed deeply and rested your head against the door.
"Are we playing the game tag? I'm it aren't I?" That voice made your heart stop and your body freeze.
"N-no..you can't be.."you mumbled, turing your head slowly to match eyes with a pair of black ones. There, stood the clown. Getting a good look of him now, you realized that he must of been at least six feet tall. His arms were unusually long that stopped just by his knees. He slouched over slightly, causing his black patched up baggy pants to droop.
You turned around fully to him and pressed your back against the door. Your hand slowly went for the knob.
"I wouldn't try to escape ________."the clown said. You watched as he brought his long arms up and pulled out a gun from his pants pocket. Your gun. You gasped and froze instantly as he pointed it at you.
"W-What do you want?"you dared to ask. He snickered.
"I wanna play a game _______ but first, I need you to come over here away from that door. Move it!"the clown shouted. Slowly, you obeyed and walked over to him. He stepped aside and nudged you with the gun to motion you upstairs. With the clown behind you, you walked up the stairwell to your bedroom door. With another poke form the barrel of the gun, you push your bedroom door open and enter.
"Now what?"you ask.
"On the bed. Now."the clown demand. Shuttering, you looked over your shoulder at the tall clown. Fear showing in your eyes, he let out a mighty laugh and tossed your gun aside. "I'm only joking with you ______! Turn around! Let me get a look at you!"
Confusion. You felt confused as the tall man grabbed your shoulders and spun you around to face him. He smiled wide and looked you up and down as if he was a distant relative who one hadn't seen in a long time.
"My..look at what you've grown to be."he says softly.
"Who are you?"you ask. The man frowned.
"You really don't remember me? I know you were like five then but still.."he says.
"I'm sorry but I don't know any tall clown men."you say. The tall clown sighed and bent over so his face was close to yours.
"You promised you wouldn't forget me _______...You promised."he growled. Fear flooded you again as the man suddenly grabbed your wrists and threw you across the room. You felt the breath be knocked clean out of you as you hit the wall.
Gasping desperately to regain air, you pulled yourself to your feet and stared at the tall man. He was glaring at you fiercely.
"One thing I always hated ______, were people who broke their promises."he snarled. You eyed the gun that he had tossed across the floor and seeing your gaze, the man grabbed it and tossed it out your bedroom window.
"Won't be needing that now will we _______?" Not knowing what else to do, you made a dash for the door. You managed to avoid the long arms of the man and get to the stairwell. He easily followed you.
"Get back here _______!"he yelled. Fleeing in fear, you run down the stairs, occasionally glancing back at your attacker. Before you could reach the last step, you felt a hand on your back and a heavy force push you down the rest of the stairs.
Yelping, you flew through the air and collided down the stairs. When you hit the bottom of the stairwell you heard the evil laughter of the clown behind you followed by his heavy footsteps.
"Hehee..remember anything now ______?"he asks. Slowly, you lift yourself from the floor, ignoring the blood that dripped from underneath your bangs and look up at him.
"You crazy son of a bitch."you spat. The man tscked his razor sharp teeth in annoyance and pulled you up to your feet by the hair. You growled in pain and scratched at his hand in hopes of him releasing you but his skin felt hard and solid beneath your nails.
The man dragged you to your living room where he threw you against the coffee table. It shattered on impact and you laid there, shaking and cut up.
You felt more blood triple from places like your elbows and legs as you lifted your head up at your attacker. He raised his long arm at you, his hands looked like black claws underneath the bandages that ringed his arms.
He raised them above you in preparations to strike. You closed your eyes tightly as he swung down at you, clawing up your clothes and skin repeatedly.
"Remember ______! Come one! Remember!"he shouted.
"Stop it!"you pleaded, shielding yourself with your arms.
"Why don't you remember me??!!"
"Stop it!!Laughing Jack stop!!"you shouted again. Suddenly, all blows had ceased and the man's look changed. You looked up at him slowly to see him with his arms still raised.
"You...you know who I..?"he mumbled.
"_______!"A bang on your front door came once and suddenly police came flooding in, Ludwig leading them.
"Ludwig? How did you-"
"A neighbor heard crashes and yells. What happened to you?"Ludwig asks as he walks over. You look up at where Laughing Jack once stood but now he was gone.
"He..he was here! he attacked me! he's back!"you began to cry. Ludwig lifted you from the pile of shard glass and held your trembling body close to him.
"Sh..it's okay. Who was here?"he asks. You look up at Ludwig to meet his blue worried eyes.
"Laughing Jack. He was here and he's come back to kill me."