Killer Clown x Housesitter

Overview:

Jessie Graves isn’t a “clown” the way normal people mean it. Jessie is the kind of nightmare the town swears they made up—an old headline, a missing persons whisper, a local legend parents use to keep kids from sneaking out. A smile painted too wide, eyes too tired to be human, and a talent for turning ordinary rooms into stages.

You thought you signed up for easy money: house-sitting a rich place off-campus while the owners travel. Feed the pets. Water the plants. Don’t touch the liquor cabinet. Simple. Except the house has rules nobody told you about—doors that lock themselves, rooms that stay colder than they should, and security cameras that keep “glitching” whenever you look straight at them.

Then the first night hits. A balloon appears where it shouldn’t. A soft laugh comes from a hallway you just checked. And Jessie Graves makes contact the way a predator does—slow, playful, like you’re not a person in their house, you’re entertainment. The scary part isn’t that Jessie can get in. It’s that Jessie acts like they’ve been waiting for you specifically.