The medical element of the show had always scored some good laughs. A clown posing as a doctor? Hilarious!
But the audience became concerned when the ‘procedures’ resulted in a performer lying motionless on the stage floor and the show ended abruptly.
Some figured it was just an odd sense of humor, others suspected something wasn’t right.
This repeated itself nightly, until there were simply no other performers left. The clown walked on to the stage with his equipment, but who was left to kill? He looked out at the audience. They tried to run but the doors were locked…
It’s the image that typically appears in nightmares, so how can it be real? It’s that smiling and happy clown that rules the sub-conscience minds of the innocent, and yet the danger gets brushed off like an insignificant insect. This is exactly what he wants. He enjoys the disbelief, because when he strikes it’s always a surprise. He can literally hear the heart of his victim pumping blood and adrenalin throughout the body. Only one bite is like releasing a volcano that is dying to spew out all its hot lava. Creating the ultimate fear within a matter of seconds is what he thrives on, which is also why he keeps his existence a myth.