The giggle in the darkness, plying the rotten sewers beneath the concrete roots of the manor. His smile carved permanently, torn and tattered upon his face, a ripe red reminder of his sanity lost. Lost and broken in the deep dark, he giggles silently, waiting for a small, unsuspecting minion to wander by … never to be seen again.

The Smiling Lunatic Clown waits patiently for your arrival.