I could barely sleep.. I tossed and turned all night, trying everything I could to fall asleep. Counting sheep, day dreaming, deep breaths. Anything that would tire me out, but no luck.

Ash fell asleep fine, guess he would being as he has nothing to worry about. I'm so terrified about that clown and the worse part is, I have no one to turn to about it. Can't bring it up to Ash again as he already thinks I'm crazy..

Getting out of bed and desperately trying not to wake up Ash as he snored peacefully, I tiptoe to my door. When I was younger my mother always said that warm milk would send anybody to sleep no matter their age. So, what's the harm in trying again now.

I slowly pull open my door and step outside of my room, shutting it carefully behind me. I turn around but instantly freeze as I stare down the hall. Within the pitch black I see two red bright dots staring at me from down the hall by the stairs. My breathing becomes heavier and heavier the more they stare at me. Blindly shuffling my hands around the wall, I find the light switch and quickly turn it on. Only for the red dots to disappear, leaving the hall completely empty with nothing there. Turning the light back off once again as to not wake Ash. The red dots still being gone.

"Come on [Name], stop being so stupid you're scaring yourself! So paranoid"

I whisper to myself as I quietly make my way down the hall and downstairs to the kitchen. Turning on the light once I feel the cold tiles beneath my feet. Heading to the fridge and grabbing the milk, I glance to the microwave that sits next to it with reflective glass. Two red lights stain the middle of the glass. I instantly feel my heart race again, quickly spinning around. Nothing was there. Realising I was being stupid and the red lights were just the oven mechanics opposite, I try to calm myself and hurry to make the milk so I can go back to bed.

Pouring the milk into a pan, I gently set it on the hob and fire up the gass. Sticking it on a low-medium heat to steadily and safely warm up the milk.

Now we wait..

I begin to quietly hum to myself - a song my mother used to sing to me when I was younger. It always used to help me when I was sad or angry or scared. It always seemed to calm me.

"Listen my sweet daarrliiing. Youuu'lll be okaaay. You're strooong and you're smarrrt .. dooont be afraaaid.. I'll keeeeep you waarrm and I'll keeep you saaafe. Your hooome is here.. your hooome is meee.."

I break from humming into quiet singing as I close my eyes. Thinking of my mother's beautiful face and angelic voice.

"Wow, nice song"

A voice suddenly speaks causing me to scream and shoot my eyes open. Only to see Ash walking towards me but freezing at my scream.

"WOAH! Woah [Name]! It's me it's me! Jeez!"

He reassured me raising his arms in surrender. Staying in his spot till I calm down. My breathing at a pant.

"[Name], I love you but you've gotta learn to chill and-"

He was interrupted by 2 long black and white spikes coming shooting through his eyes from the back of his head. A third spike coming through his neck and out his mouth. Blood gushing down as he gargles, spits and choked, his body going limp.

"ASH! NO!!"

I scream his name at the top of my lungs and back up into the corner as the spikes are yanked out, his body falling to the floor. Revealing the Clown with a blood soaked hand, red glowing eyes and an evil grin.