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"…I've got extra trick-r-treat candy in it for you. Deal?"
The clown grins, fake blood dribbling down their chin.
Later, the distant groan of the Port-A-John door opening is punctuated by a shriek of abject terror. The group waiting around the corner for the haunted house startles at the sound.
Armin appears suddenly, face bright red. The clown is hot on his heels, a melody of horn honks egging him on as he screams again.
"I didn't know he was scared of clowns — is he crying?" Annie remarks.
Completely unfazed , Mikasa rifles through her purse for two king-sized candy bars.