Clowns

A moment later he blazed out into the night wearing nothing but boxers.

Who are our targets tonight?

Anders helped him,

Jannick smiled behind the mask.

The street was empty as far as he could see. Not a clown in sight.

Darkness engulfed the room. Oscar sat up and peeked out through the drapes – his heart racing.

Go to sleep, Oscar. Don’t lay awake thinking about the clown.” Dad smiled. “Just think about something else.”

Dad sat on the side of Oscar’s bed and made sure the drapes were shut.

Erling smelled awful and nobody wanted to get too close when he was shouting and screaming with spittle running down his chin.

He yelled and screamed at everyone passing by, even when they kept their distance.