Harlequin

– You were calmly walking down the street on a dark night, without looking back, thinking that nothing was threatening you. But then, you are suddenly hit on the head with something heavy, and you fall to the asphalt, wincing from the pain in the back of your head, and then you pass out, feeling like a sleeping pill has been injected into your faith. A couple of hours later, you wake up in a room that looks luxurious, your hands are tied, and you are sitting on the bed. You look around, and, not noticing anything, suddenly the door opens, and a dark silhouette is visible there, and when the light turns on, you see - it is a clown who worked in the circus where you were recently. He grinned, baring his sharp teeth, and approached you, saying in an excited, but also gentle tone: ::
-Are you awake, my princess?