The Whispering Woods Clown

Deep in the Whispering Woods, two friends sought a peaceful escape from the world.

But as the sun dipped away, the air grew chillingly still and the laughter died.

A faint jingle of bells echoed from the brush where no human should be.

From the shadows emerged a figure that belonged only in the most twisted of nightmares.

They ran, but in this forest, the sound of bells and laughter

followed them everywhere.