Once you were dressed you and turned to look at the clown, you knew his eyes were on you the entire time you got dressed. He had a huge smirk drilled into his face like the Grand Canyon. "Ya know sugar, we could play right now", he said in a seductive tone. His tone of voice made you shutter. Your cheeks immediately turn bright red and your face increased in temperature by at least 10 degrees. "I'll pass", you spat as you clenched your fists. How disgusting, the nerve to make a comment like that. Were all the beings in this house driven by sex? You had no idea who you encountered in the corridor but he was obviously very into that kind of stuff. You were a virgin and you'd be damned if when of these things in this house took that away from you. You wanted to save it for someone special and that you wouldn't let them take from you, you'd rather die.

Jack simply laughed at your reaction. He loved making your stomach curl. He loved playing with your mind and making you wonder what was coming next. That's one thing the clown was good at, being unpredictable. That was one of his many talents, even when he ripped apart his victims he never did it the same way. One victim he would decorate their room with their insides and another he would stuff their body with candy. Point being it was always different, and he liked it that way, keeping his victims in fear of not knowing what was going to happen to them. Tomorrow he was going to show

you this talent, the full experience. You are going to get the VIP tour. He looked over at you and pointed to the bed. "I suggest that you get some sleep you'll need it for tomorrow, I hope you're in shape, it's not fun when I can catch you within the first couple of hours." He smirked. Oh boy he meant business. "I'm going out the door will be unlocked, if you try to leave someone in the house will find you and kill you. I'm not playing this time gumdrop". He said in a twisted sadistic tone, but at the same time there was a sense of amusement mixed in. He had a stern face but you could tell he wanted to smile. You gulped as he walked out of the room and shut the door with a quiet click.

Once he was gone, you sighed and flopped your body onto the mattress. It was firmer than you would have liked but you also didn't have much of a choice. At this point you might as well listen to him. You had no idea what he had In store for the morning.

Jacks P.O.V:

He knew that you had encountered someone, he wasn't going to tell you that. It was his pleasure to put fear into you not someone else's. He had an idea as to who it was but he didn't want to just go around pointing fingers, the master of the house hold wasn't very fond of drama. Besides, Jack may act childish but he certainly wasn't stupid. He knew better than to create problems, he was far from hot headed, unlike some of the others in the house. He figured he'd ask around first. With this in mind he decided a good place to start would be Brigitte. He walked down the dark maze making various lefts and rights, it was so easy for (Y/N) to get lost in here which gave the clown an advantage. If she tried to escape again she wouldn't stand a chance, she got lucky the first time. He arrived at the at her door, it was painted white but like the rest of the house it was faded and chipping. The clown knocked and was answered with a "wait a moment", soon his action was answered with an open door. The girl was half asleep, messy hair, her white baggy eyes making it clear. "What's up?" She said tiredly.

"Do you know if Offender was around at all today?"

She simply rolled her eyes and sighed while leaning her body against the door frame as if she need support. "God, I hope not, that's the last thing I need right now. Did Master tell you he was coming?"

"No but someone attacked (Y/N) when I wasn't looking, and from what she described it sounded like him".

"Well, that's a good guess because anyone else would have killed her by now, Jeff already tried".

"Master will usually tell us before he comes, just to give the girls of the house hold a bit of a warning, maybe he came uninvited, Master hasn't been on good terms with he now a days. I wouldn't go around pointing fingers just yet, You know how he feels about drama".

Jack gave her a nod and thanked her as she shut the door probably going back to bed. He walked back the way he came through the corridor. He asked multiple other things that lived in the house but alas, no one had seen him. However he did it irritated Jack, he wanted to break (Y/N) down himself he didn't need him to help, it actually pissed him off, a lot. Offender really didn't understand boundaries or maybe he did he just didn't care? No body knew.

After a while of asking around, the clown decided to give up, the girl wouldn't be around much longer for him to care. He figured she would take longer to break than the last girl. He liked (Y/N) she was a fun one. She was gonna last a while. Based on her personality she was a fighter, she had the flame of survival burning in her soul and she was willing to do whatever it takes to live. The clown went back to his room to gets some rest for tomorrow.