Aaron was running around a city that he didn’t recognize. The place was both foreign and familiar to him at the same time not that that really mattered to him right now, because he was being chased by something truly terrifying. Now far behind him were thousands of clowns.

Occasionally Aaron would throw a lightning blast back towards the mob of heinous clowns not that it did much to slow them down.

“How can people possibly think these things are funny,” Aaron screamed as he continued running aimless through the misty city that he could not place.

Aaron could not seem to lose them or outpace them but they did seem to be slowly but surely catching up to him.