"What the hell is going on?!" Johnny shouted as he stood in the middle of a village, surrounded by strange chaos.
The windows of all the houses had a smile painted on them, and a group of clowns were dancing wildly in the streets.
The mercenaries were trying to kill those clowns, but when they tried doing so, the clowns fought back—they turned into killer clowns—and slaughtered the mercenaries with their laughter sounding like death.
Those clowns and smiles appeared out of nowhere.
It was just a calm, sunny day, but now it felt like a nightmare came to life.
"Hello, Little Johnny~" The clown came over to him. "Would you like to see a magic trick~"
"H-how do you know my name?" Johnny asked fearfully and backed off into one of the open houses.
"Jajajajaja!" The clown laughed. "It's your birthday party, is it not? See!"
