Age of Clowns

In the early morning, the light refracted on the glass, shining brightly. In the office, Arthur sat on a chair nearby and the sunlight shone brightly. He was naked, his rickety back looked extremely slender, and his back was covered with purple bruises. , at this time Arthur was seriously repairing his shoes.

The noise and the honking of cars on the corner slowly came from the window, making Arthur, who had just wanted to be quiet for a moment, more and more irritable.

"Good morning, friends, the fun day is about to begin again."

"Good morning, Randall."

A group of colleagues walked into the office from the outside. Among them, Randall, a tall and muscular man, walked directly towards Arthur. Randall hung a piece of work clothes to the side.

He looked up at Arthur and asked: "How is your health? Are you okay? I heard that you were beaten. Those guys are so brutal."

Arthur smiled and said: "They are just a group of children. I shouldn't have paid attention to them in the first place."

Randall looked at Arthur in confusion and said: "You must not think like this, otherwise, they will take away everything around you. Look at the bad things happening outside, they are all a bunch of beasts."

"Let's do it...here it is." Randall carefully took out a paper bag from the closet and handed it to Arthur secretly.

"Take it, it's for you." Randall said with a smile.

Arthur looked at Randall in confusion. He gently opened the paper bag and found a revolver and some bullets inside.

"Take it, you have to protect yourself, otherwise you will be miserable." Randall looked at Arthur with a smile and said.

Arthur smiled and his eyes became gentle. He felt that Randall was caring about him.

Arthur looked at Randall and said, "Randall, you know, I can't hold a gun."

Randall looked at Arthur confidently: "Don't worry, brother, no one will know. At least you won't be beaten by those gangsters next time."

"Thank you, Randall." Looking at Randall, Arthur felt warm in his heart.

At this time, a short man walked in and shouted to Arthur: "Arthur, Hoyt asked you to go to the office to find him."

Arthur's heartbeat suddenly shook. He remembered that yesterday's billboard was interrupted by someone else. Arthur had no way to return Kenny's instrument to the person. Arthur looked at the deep corridor with a ghostly look, and walked over stiffly. He looked at the door of the office in front of him. Arthur stabilized his emotions, knocked gently on the door, and walked in slowly.

"Good morning, Hoyt, Gary said you asked me to come to you." Arthur said nervously looking at the boss in front of him.

"Are you a famous talk show actor now?" Hoyt didn't look up, just continued to stare at the documents in front of him, and asked Arthur casually.

"Um...not really, I'm still thinking about jokes..." Arthur looked at the chair next to him, he wanted to sit down and said.

"No, don't sit down, it will be over soon." Hoyt put down the pen in his hand and looked at Arthur and asked: "Listen, Arthur, I like you very much, although many people here think you are a Freak, but I still like you, but now I got another complaint, which makes me a little angry, and the Kenny Instruments people said you disappeared and didn't even return the billboard." Hoyt Looking at Arthur with disgust, there was no trace of respect in his words.

Arthur's eyes were a little angry, but he thought of his mother. Now that this job can support himself and his mother, he can't live without a job.

Arthur looked up and explained: "Because I was robbed by a group of gangsters, haven't you heard of it?"

Hoyt felt a little ridiculous and asked doubtfully: "Just for a billboard? You mean, they robbed a billboard? This is impossible. Stop talking nonsense, Arthur, and return the billboard. They all want it." Out of business Arthur!”

Arthur smiled and said: "Then why do I need a billboard?"

Hoyt said angrily: "How the hell do I know what you, a freak, think? Why are you asking me? If you don't return the billboard, you won't get your salary this month! You hear me clearly? ?"

"Listen! I'm here to help you, you know that Arthur? One more thing, the other employees don't feel comfortable being around you, you know that, Arthur, because they think you're just a fucking Freak, I can't let you go, you know? I hope you can solve this matter by yourself, do you understand?" Hoyt looked at Arthur and said with great disgust.

Arthur always looked at Hoyt with a smile, his eyes gradually became fierce and angry, but he did not dare to get angry at his boss. He needed this job, he needed money to support himself, he needed money to Taking care of his mother, he could only look at his boss with a smile.

In the evening, on the busy streets of the city, sports cars of various famous brands are racing on the road, and the fragrance of glitter powder on the sexy girls floats in the air.

And deep in a street, on the edge of bottomless darkness, Arthur was angrily hitting the ground. There were many bloodstains on the ground, and next to the bloodstains were a bunch of dead rats. Arthur became extremely crazy, and still didn't. Stop and continue to vent your anger.

The street lights slowly turned on, and Arthur squatted feebly next to the garbage, looking up at the hazy moonlight, moving his body like a walking corpse, and his rickety figure appeared again and again on the long staircase, passing through In the dark corridor, he repeated the actions of every day. He opened the mailbox in front of him, but there was still nothing inside. Looking at the newly repaired elevator beside him, Arthur never showed any expression and just walked onto the elevator numbly.

Just when the elevator door was about to close, a woman's voice appeared outside the elevator door: "Wait, wait..."