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Friday, March 18, 2011

Five

The night was thick and dark, and the air had the consistency of tar. the only light came from the creepily bright carnival. the light seemed sickly, and didn't leave the confines of the carnival.
Remus walked out onto the street, and sniffed the air. It smelled like fear.
Remus took a breath and walked over to the gun and liquor store. The inside of the store was brightly lit, and there was a big black man behind the counter. Remus perused the selection of whiskeys, and settled on the cheapest available. As he walked to the counter to pay for his spirits, the clerk broke the silence.

"A lot of animals gone missin of late."
"oh yeah? thats odd."
"yeah man, must be somethin funny goin on. wouldn't hurt no one to be extra careful around town, if you feel me."

Remus turned to the handguns on the wall next to the counter, and lifted a weighty silver and black pistol from its resting position.

"I like the feel of this one. i'll take it."

Remus walked back out into the night, and came upon Josh walking down the street.

"hey old man, what are you up too tonight?" said josh.
"you know, same thing as last night and the night before."
"well you wanna come with me? i was just goin for a stroll, i wanted to feel this night."
Remus could feel the weight of the pistol in his breast pocket. the gun against his chest released him of his apprehensions. he decided to break from his habit of binging alone in his apartment.

The pair walked down the street in the direction of the carnival, with the glowing ferris wheel illuminating the horizon. they opened up the whiskey and were about half way through the bottle when a sound like crying came from an alley they were passing.

"did you hear that?"
"sounds like someone crying."
"we should go help them!"
"they'll be fine, lets just keep going." but josh had already started down the alley towards the sound. the alley took a turn to the right, and the light from the carnival disapeared. as they got closer to the source, it became evident that the sound was not crying. they both stopped in the half darkness and stared at a dark shape hunched over something in the corner of the alley. the cackling became louder as the shape turned its head, and they saw the face of the clown, its obscene make-up obscured by the blood around its mouth. the bottle fell from josh's hand and shattered as the clown stood up and revealed the dead dog on the ground behind it.

The clown pulled a meat cleaver from his blood splattered apron, and began to approach them. Josh let out a wail, and then vomited. Remus broke into a sweat and fumbled in his coat pocket for the pistol he had purchased.
"oh fuck! WHAT THE FUCK?!" yelled josh.
"shut the fuck up! Goddammit!" Remus barked as he clumsily shoved bullets into the cartridge. The perverse laughter continued as the clown came at the men. josh broke and ran.
The clown was feet from Remus, cleaver raised and arm cocked, when Remus lifted the pistol and fired.

The bullet hit the clown below its right eye, creating a dark pocket in its face, and blowing the contents of its head out into the night.

Remus fell to his knees and violently emptied his stomach.

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