As I kicked a pebble along the cold and murky alleyway, strange things were going on.

At the end of the street a red balloon ascended out of the darkness, followed by a gruesome laugh. Then a tornado of dust flew into the air. When all of the dust had settled to the ground, a clown took the balloon’s place.

 I could tell this wasn’t a clown you would see at a birthday party – he had red blood dripping from his mouth. Before I could blink the clown grabbed me, dragging me into the darkness where I would stay forever.