Clown Cottage

Mable pulled up to her rented cottage: excitement immediately ebbing away after the eerie shadows engulfed the cottage. 

Sure the weather was fine, after unpacking she prepared to explore. Passing the window she was sure she saw a transparent figure in the garden below. Shaking herself, she continued.

Entering the garden, Mable felt an icy chill. She saw a small boy among the daisies sucking a lolly.  Despite his transparency she spoke to him, her voice shaking.

“Where did y-you get the lolly lad?”

“The Clown… he’s been waiting for a visitor to play with. You’re here! He’s coming”