Prologue

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The corridor was dimly lit, small lanterns lined the walls. A crash was heard, one by one the lanterns began to shatter. The sound of the breaking glass increasing until silence became the loudest sound. Suddenly there was a scream. A flash. A body.

The body of y/n tozier lay on the floor. There was no blood, only a lifeless body as cold as ice and with eyes of a stone glare. A clown stood in the corner. It walked towards the body.

"You're special y/n, you always have been. You're what's been missing. I'm penny wise the dancing clown, and I have a feeling that we will become quite close." It cackled and faded into the darkness of the dream once more.

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