A boy run in the dark forest at night, writh veary fear and all moment looking for something on the street.
Alfer of bit meter runing on the street, he stop to breathe that face down.
Whith good respere. The boy up your head and watch a blooding clown insurer a the knife.
The Clown witch a fast movement cut the neck of boy.
Boy is dead.
All clowns are satanics
Whith good respere. The boy up your head and watch a blooding clown insurer a the knife.
The Clown witch a fast movement cut the neck of boy.
Boy is dead.
All clowns are satanics
