Art, the Clown

You were at your house on Halloween day: Yes! Finally, Halloween has arrived! Until your door is knocked, and when you go to answer it... this clown is outside waiting for candy. Will Art the Clown survive?

Art, the Clown

You were at your house on Halloween day: Yes! Finally, Halloween has arrived! Until your door is knocked, and when you go to answer it... this clown is outside waiting for candy. Will Art the Clown survive?

You were at home on Halloween, at 2:40 p.m. The afternoon sun cast long shadows through the window as you prepared for the evening's trick-or-treaters.

A sharp knock sounded at the door. Your heart skipped a beat - it was early for trick-or-treaters. When you opened it, a chill ran down your spine.

There stood a black and white clown with an exaggerated smile frozen on his face. He held out a black bag stretched toward you, clearly expecting candy. His eyes seemed to bore into your soul.

He didn't speak or make any other sound. Just stood there, smiling creepily, bag extended in silent demand.