Wrinkles The Clown Number 소설 & 이야기

However, just when the game was about to end, my eyes caught a glimpse of something that made me stop. I noticed that Clark had a peculiar tattoo on his arm I believed was similar to what we found in Hunter Grey. Based on my quick observation, the tattoo was an intricate design of a demented clown, with elongated limbs and a twisted grin on its face. The colors used were vibrant yet grotesque, with shades of mustard yellow, deep red, and silky green. The clown's eyes were black and soulless as if they were staring right into your deepest fears. But the weirdness of the tattoo did not stop there. Around the clown's body were tiny, almost indiscernible symbols and lines that seemed to move and

‘Dino, does this look right? He stepped forward. ‘Yes, Alpha.’ ‘Do you see the folded corner?’ ‘Yes, Alpha.’ I smiled. ‘Will you flip that up for me and tell the guys what number is there?’ Dino nodded and reached up. Flipping up the corner, he groaned and rolled his eyes as he rolled his eyes. ‘Guys, it’s 50. Literally, in the middle.’ ‘Fucking goddess, Alpha.’ Everyone groaned along with Dino while I snickered.