Read the story of Cassye the clown woman:
The Best in Horror - You have everything to fear!
In the desolate depths of cool midnight darkness, the Midnight Mad Man seers with his black circled eyes that light up red in the night. Prowling through the grave yard, he abounds in the stench of death.
If you dare, stare him in the eyes. You will notice how the Midnight Mad Man’s face will die before your eyes turning into a skull. But he is not dead as he lingers back and forth from flesh to skull bone .
An eerie silence lies
In a dismal and dark graveyard
There lies a grisly and scary zombie
Who feast on human fingers and hands
Acting evil was his game
Only ate fingers that were yummy
Zombie worked best during a thick fog
Searched for victims who would jog
Threw them right into an abandoned van
To cause great distress and sorrow was his plan
Skulls are split and finger devoured
The Zombie’s voice echoed
Come to me, little mortal
I will bring you to heaven’s portal
There will be no pain and no sorrow
Feelings of happiness will follow
Come to me, sweet human thing
Give me your lovely hands and I will make it sing
Forget your fears
Forget your troubles
Forget your blood curdling screams
For your fingers are finger licking good
Hold very still and do not scream
There is no use putting up a fight
I will take your yummy blood and leave you dying
Do you think I could be lying?
The impending death bite beauty is a mystery, but an apparent glory. The beauty lies in who is the beauty? Is the beauty in the one who succumbs? She seems to be so at rest, at peace. The vampiress handles her prey with great care as the impending death bite looms. In fact, the “so-called victim” grasps the hand of her slayer in a graceful way. The glory lies in the acceptance and embrace of death.