The Strange Peculiar Bizarre Town Split Mirror Final Part

 The Crusted Clown

The girl woke up at midnight. She slowly climbed onto her feet and looked around. She smiled a strange smile that had never been on those lips before. It was a sly and wide smile revealing her teeth. It became maddened and twisted, filled with cruelty and insanity. Even her eyes were filled with this strange mixture upon her fifteen year old face.

She breathed in, almost like she was taking a breath for the first time. Even though the air was not fresh she did not care. She was glad that the headache was gone and the pain in her ears was gone too. In fact she felt relieved that there were no lingering effects from what happened a few, short hours ago. In fact, all was clear she knew what she was going to do.

She walked up to the mirror. Closed her eyes and soon molten silver was at her feet. She walked on and looked around.

"Where are you Morki?" She sang.

She slowly walked down corridor after corridor and soon she walked with a strut.

"So…that's how you do it."

She then walked to the right. She whistled twinkle, twinkle little star as she walked down corridor after corridor. This developed into a hum as her heartbeat increased in anticipation. She started to walk slowly as well. She did not need to rush,  she wanted to take her time, enjoying every second ticked by. She soon turned a corner and came to the end of the mirror maze. 

Her smile became wider as her eyes rested upon Morki.

"Found you!"

"Yeah you did!"

"Hi!"

He beeped his nose.

"Morki heard One whistling and singing. One has a good singing voice."

He smiled, beeping his nose again.

"Yeah. By the way, why do you do this?"

"Morki likes breaking little children into two little pieces. It makes Morki feel happy. Especially when they become mad. Morki finds it funny and interesting personalities always makes Morki happier. Although Morki makes every now and again, when Mohan tells Morki to, Morki veals them into more pieces."

"And what's the maximum number you have broken?"

"One hundred. But Tal Len became one again. Tal Len loved Morki for what Morki did and hurt Morki to show it. Until Morki was scared of him."

"How many pieces do you think Melinda has been broken into?"

"Three and what they are like,  One will see. Morki would like to see all!"

She then let out a chilling laugh that turned the clown's bones to ice. She licked her teeth.

"But One don't want you to! One wants to play with you!"

"Oh? And what would One mean by that?"

The heat of the room started to increase. She smiled.

"You'll see!" She sang.

Then he felt hotter and hotter. He could feel his hands become sweaty. Yet it still became hotter and hotter. His body became sweaty all over and the paint on his face started to run. His clothes started to cling to his body as sweat soaked all that touched them. His mouth became dry and looked at the girl. She was not sweating nor did she look hot at all. His face became red

"What's happening?"

"Oh? Clown can't stand a bit of heat?"

His eyes squinted as he could do nothing but feel himself getting hotter and hotter. He could see water vapor rise from his body as his sweat dried up. His skin felt like it was burning. He looked at the girl as he fell to his knees. He started to pant as he tried to cool his body down. Yet he felt like he was on fire.

"What? What?" 

He looked up to see that the girl was still not affected by the intense heat. No. All she did was look at him smiling wickedly. Her eyes were like a scientist looking, gleefully, at him like he was a lab rat. Clearly enjoying every second of his torment. Yet he could do nothing but feel the heart increase.

"Are you doing this?"

Her smile widened to answer his question.

"Stop! Stop it! It hurts, it hurts! Please stop it!"

"No."

"Who are you?"

She giggled as he felt himself burning inside. He felt a fire inside him as his flesh caught fire as the heart consumed his fat.

"No! No! Stop it, just stop it! Please put it out! Please put it out! Put it out! Put it out."

She leaned in.

"No!"

"Who are you?"

"Malice!" She said as the flames consumed him.

She walked away as he screamed and screamed and the fire spread and became hotter and hotter. He could do nothing but endure the pain of the flames. By the time she left the tent he was nothing but dust.