Peyton tensed up immediately when she felt hot breath on her ear. She was frozen as she watched the young clown she had been talking to run away, and didn’t move at all when the handcuff slipped onto her thin wrist. “I-I’m not g-going to sit and look at this h-hell house,” She whispered in a trembling voice. “Just let me go. L-Let me leave.”
♛【 Edgar tightened the handcuff around her wrist, slipping the small key into his back pocket. “If you had read the rules board near the ticket area, it specifically says, that if you buy the premium ticket you have to stay until the end of the day. Plus we haven’t even gotten to the best part, the human cannonball. It’s my favorite part of the last act.” 】