You look up, meeting the clown's bright pink eyes. His eyes were almost as enchanting as the toymaker's. Almost. You shake your head, remembering why it was that you came to see the freakish clown in the first place. You were about to open your mouth to tell said reason to Candy, a black gloved finger covering your lips. Your heart raced. You had feelings for the killer but it always shook you being as close to someone like this. You try to pull away, feeling your heart beat ever faster. It was almost ready to break from it's bony cage. Candypop tightens his grip on you, chuckling gently as the bells in his hair ring softly as he moves his head. 

" I know why your here hun. I'm not stupid " The clown finally pushes you away, leaving tear marks on your clothes. Candy hold up a knife in his hands, laughing maniacally. Sudden realization takes you over, patting your clothes eager to find your precious weapon. Gone. When had the clown taken it? You snatch it back, knowing that you were probably safe to act out at the blue haired man. He seemed to like to play jokes more then anything, his priories lay more in other places then killing others for pure enjoyment. This set him aside from the others. Jeff's thirst for blood, Jason's twisted doll collection, both showed their desire for destruction. Candy could have killed you on the spot for acting out. Instead he just laughed, seeming to have control over his sick urges. Your heart begins to steady, watching as the clown picked up a nearby mallet coated in purple and blue paint that was in a stripe pattern. You admired the clown's craftsmanship, gazing at the weapon in wonder. It seemed more deadly then a meek knife but you decide not to complain, knowing the knife was a present from your precious killer. Candy places loose blue hair behind his pale, pointed ears, walking towards you slowly and calmly. Despite the situation the clown seemed calm and that slightly rattled you. Maybe the clown was just as insane as the other's after all. You began to shake once more, backing away from Candy with each step he took, the black boots banging on the fragile wooden floor. You keep at this game of cat and mouse for a while, sensing that Candypop did indeed enjoy your fear, much like Jason had said. You finally hit a wall with a loud thud, your (H/C) hair covering your eyes for barely a moment. Your heart's fear overflows, seeing the clown having vanished from your sight. You gingerly walk forward, hearing faint bells and finally looking above. Candy suspended himself from the ceiling, hanging precariously from an old pipe and his mallet in his teeth. You shriek, having not expected the clown to have pulled such a stunt. Candypop chuckles, dropping the mallet from his mouth like a dog would. His purple tongue running over his chapped black lips. 

" That's enough fun! Let's head out, or we could stay and I could relish in your fear " Why did his smile have to be so sickeningly sweet? Too sweet for a demon such as him.