A colorful volkswagen beetle stood on the street, with two equally colorful circus clowns mocking around it. Both clowns were plump fellows, dressed in baggy stripped pants and buttoned shirts. They were just lifting a large and heavy burlap sack, grunting nervously.<br/><br/>"Weights like a corpse."<br/><br/>The clown wearing violet and yellow clothes had a really high-pitched and raspy voice. It sounded like he'd barely manage to spit words out without coughing. The other one in white, green and bright red colours remained silent and just kicked the weighty bag.<br/><br/>There was no sign of any violence, though. Both 'jokers' seemed rather tired, but not nervous about anything. While none of them noticed Carl looking from the house, the white-green-and-red clown suddenly turned around and looked at Tammy. He had very bad teeth and sunken eyes, not looking happy at all. Not saying nothing, he just nudged his companion and pointed at the girl.<br/><br/>"Hello miss! Would you like free tickets to the circus!?"<br/><br/>The yellow clown's voice coughed.