Donnie adjusted his red bulb nose and orange fright wig as he spotted the campfire girls around the fire pit. He chuckled at the fright he would give them as the “creepy clown.”

He jumped out from behind a bush and yelled “Boo!”

The girls turned to look at him, blood dripping off their chins. One was chewing what looked like a femur.

“Oh look,” one said. “Dessert.”