"I got your super powers!"
You turn around at the sound of that deep Brooklyn accent to find a
large group of circus clowns staring at you.
"What do you clowns want?" you ask, stuuned.
"We want what you got bub." says the lead clown. He looks
like your typical circus clown red hair big red nose and shoes, smile
painted on his face. HE'D BE A COOL CLOWN IF IT WASN'T FOR THAT SAWED
OFF SHOTGUN HE'S GOT you think.
"I dont know what it is your looking for but if I can help in
anyway let me know." you say,hoping it will get the clown on your
good side.
"We're tryin to get across the portal to the outside. We been
stuck in here for years and we want out."says the clown. Behind
him the other clowns voice their agreement. "You got in so
obviously you can get out. Anyways a guy with super powers should be
able to do anyting eh?"
"I got your super powers."
