We stared down at the clown sitting on our door step.
I screamed. My brother came over and grabbed me and my sister pulling us inside.
"None of us are safe now." My sister breathed. We carefully opened the door and looked down at the smiling face.
"W-What d-d-do we do?" I tremble remembering that smile dripping with the blood of our family all those years ago.
"I don't know." My brother whispers.
My sister picks him up she runs in side we here chains and something metal drag along the ground. We turn round and see sister dear throwing the clown in a cage wrapping it in chains we notice ting bells on the feet of the clown.
"We will here him coming this time this time we might survive."
Me and brother nod as we throw the clown in the basement. Locking all six of the locks. My brother looked at the three different keys. He handed one to each of us.
"Do what you must make sure these keys are never found."
I grab three glasses of water. I drop the key in one and drink it down. The salty taste of copper hits my tounge as I swallow the key. My brother dear did the same. My sister grabbed a kitchen knife. She lifted her shirt above her belly button and slit a half circle into her stomach she wedged the key in between the skin. Her eyes watered and she bit back a cry of pain. I ran and grabbed the first Aid and handed her the needle and thread. She stiched her tummy shut.
We nod and run towards the attic. We open the door and run towards the weapons chest. Brother pulls out a dagger and hands it to sister he gives me a knife with a torch duct taped onto the handle. He grabbed a green loooking pineapple.
"Brother why do you have a green pineapple?"
" little sister this is a grenade."
He hands two more to me and sister dear.
"If the clown corners you pull out the pin it will explode even if you can't run make sure that creature dies one way or another."
We nod and walk down to the basement door. We stand guard at the door sister dear walks to the front door and stands guard.
We move like clock work moving stiffly shuffling from guard to guard watching waiting fearing. That's what made us different from them we could care and we don't follow.

What happened to me? Who am I? Help me!
A little voice cry's I look around brother and sister look unfazed I shake my head.
I will not go crazy. I will not go crazy!

Duck!!!

I don't know why but I do. I hear a thunk of something hitting wood I turn and see the clown sitting smiling.
I look and and see a knife wedged in the wall. Brother runs and picks me up. He throws me over my shoulder. He runs my body feels limp.

Like a doll?
I shake my head. I see brother but..
A sense of dread fills my stomach.
"Brother where is sister?!"
He stops in his tracks he puts me down and turns towards me .
His eyes are black.
I scream. And run and run and run and run.
I stop and try to listen for the sounds of foot steps.

Lies lies lies all they can do is lie!
Trust me trust me trust me!
People hurt! Dolls play.
Come have fun with us any day!
Start the circus kill the crowds!
Tears of blood will paint the ground!

Voices why voices I have to run towards..........no........away away away run run run.

I start running who knows where I don't know all I know could be lies brother sister where are you?!

I stop I our house the door is open I walk inside.

Dolls dolls dolls!

I see all the dolls we had burnt disfigured faces smiling at me. Brother sister they are strung up by the wall as dolls. Face smiling. Brothers arm is gone.
Face stiched sister is a nurse but she can't cure.

My head feels heavy. All the thoughts hurt and hurt and hurt.

Awwww poor baby do the voices hurt?
I can help. I don't want to hurt you.
Trust me.

I start walking I don't know where I just walk.

Good dolly. You are mine now.

I glance around I'm in my basement. I see a figure in the background I walk closer.

It's Lucille.

16 years ago.

"Hey are you okay?"
I see a smiling face of one of the circus performers.
"W w who are you why are your teeth's pointy?"
The lady smiled lovingly.
"I'm the crocodile lady but you can call me Lucille.

Three months after

"Lucille!"
"Shush now child I'll be alright.
She choked out the blood pouring from her body made it hard to believe.
"Leave child I will be  right."
"Lu..."
"Now dear"
"Okay." I wrapped my arms around her and cried knowing this would be her last moments.
Or so I wished.

"Lucille!?" I chocked my eyes flooding.
"Hello dear."
"Why?"
Her eyes glaze they look happy again then sad.
"Run child this isn't me please run!"
"Who are you where's Lucille?!"
A deep growl echos around me and the thing.
"Long gone!"
The thing cackles and Lucille's face splits. Something green and black bubbles from her cracked skull. It oozes towards me. I run.
The thing runs to