My smile it isn’t real, although I appear happy and unafraid. My smile is goofy and I’m laughing but in reality, I’m quaking inside. Clowns have always frightened me so much I used to have terrible dreams about them even into my teens; so many nights I woke up screaming in horror. My husband doesn’t understand it but standing beside this clown is my worst nightmare and he had better be grateful; it’s not everyday I take a photograph with my the thing I fear the most.
At gunpoint, Vanessa and Theo are led through an abandoned Circus theme park.
Oh God, I hate clowns.This place is so creepy, can’t you just let us go? We’ll never say anything about you.
Do you have to keep aiming that gun at the back of my head. We get it you’re in control. Vanessa and I understand.
I use to have nightmares about clowns Theo. Dear God, they scare me. Please, (Vanessa says looking imploringly at the gunmen) Let us go. Vanessa starts to cry.
The gunman and his two burly buddies take Vanessa and Theo into the fun house. They are separated and placed in a room full of distorted mirrors with the giant picture of a clown on the wall. They call for one another but Vanessa and Theo are tied up.
Vanessa, where are you?
Suddenly, the face of the clown seen through all the distorted mirrors begins to move. He climbs out of the wall (now the size of a human) with a knife in his hand and laughs maniacally.