Age of Clowns

"Gotham Evening News reports to you... The recent economic depression in Gotham City has caused many people to lose their jobs and wander around on the streets. The mayor and police chief here advise everyone not to stay at night. Running around..."

At 9 o'clock in the evening, there are fewer and fewer people on the streets. The days in Gotham are not peaceful recently. Workers are on strike and evil forces are rampant. Hidden in the deep streets, there are those guns and corpses discarded randomly, those in the darkness. The strange laughter and screams, those black dried blood stains...

People in this city are told all the time that beneath the bright appearance of this city, there is boundless sin and madness hidden. Anyone who despises this place will be mercilessly swallowed up.

At this time, next to a telephone booth on the street, Arthur, dressed in a clown costume, was hesitating. Arthur's hand holding the coin kept trembling. It was not until half a moment later that Arthur put the coin in his hand. A coin was put into the slot and a number was broadcast.

"Hello?" A man's voice came from the phone.

"Is it Horoy? Please, give me another chance." Arthur said quickly.

"Arthur? OK, then I need to know why you brought a gun to the children's hospital?" Holoi asked Arthur as if he was mocking.

"This is just a prop, this is part of my performance. Holroy, please believe me! Okay!" Arthur explained quickly and tremblingly.

"Fart! What the hell are you talking about!" Holroy suddenly felt that Arthur was really talented at being funny. He laughed and said, "Then tell me, what kind of clown would carry a gun?" Going to perform? Besides, Randall just said you wanted to buy a gun from him last week!"

"Randall? Did he say that?" Arthur couldn't believe it at this moment.

Holroy didn't like others to lie to him. If Arthur told the truth, maybe Holroy would let him go, but it was impossible to lie to him.Horroy yelled angrily:

"Is there something wrong with you! Arthur! You are not only a monster, but also a liar! I will let Randall do your job! You are fired now!" Bang!Holoi hung up the phone abruptly.

"Wait! Holoi..." Arthur seemed to want to say something more, but there was only the sound of the phone hanging up from the other side...

Now that there is no job, Arthur no longer knows what to do. In these days of the Great Depression, finding a job has become extremely difficult, and he also has his own mother to support. In order to support his mother, , Arthur brought his own food back to his mother every night, but Arthur himself became skinny.

For a moment, Arthur felt that the sky was falling. He didn't know how to spend the next days. Arthur's expression began to be in a trance. He seemed to have gone back to the past. He was so confused, so helpless, and so desperate. .

All kinds of memories appeared in front of Arthur's eyes. This phone hall seemed like the prison that once trapped him. The painful memories of hell appeared in his mind...

"Bang! Bang!" Arthur slammed his head into the glass of the telephone hall, and the glass shattered. Arthur's forehead was left with bright red blood, like a gorgeous ink painting...

Late at night has fallen, and it is now almost 11 o'clock. There are no pedestrians on the street, and the street lights have become extremely weak. Gotham at night is a world of gangsters, and ordinary workers rarely go out.

At this time, the last Gotham rail train started and drove towards the civilian area in the corner of the city. Arthur leaned weakly on the seat and looked at the night scene outside the window. His eyes began to become wandering, and his pupils were never focused, as if he was immersed in In memories.

"I'm telling you, she definitely wants my number! We shouldn't have left."

"You are dreaming, she is not interested in you at all,"

"Are you crazy? Didn't you see how close we were dancing? She's already in love with me, man!"

"She doesn't want to spend another second with you."

"Ryan, Ryan, are you crazy? Tell him! What did you see!"

At this moment, three young men in suits and smelling of alcohol walked onto the train, as if they had just been drunk.

At this time, there was no one on the whole train. There was only a quiet girl sitting on the side reading a book. The three men seemed to have seen the target. They crowded around and sat opposite the girl, staring at the girl with possessive eyes. .

"Do you want to eat French fries?" One of the men stared at the girl with an aggressive look, shaking a bag of French fries in front of her.

When the man saw that the girl was silent, he shook the fries in his hand again and asked loudly: "Hello? Do you want to eat! Didn't you hear me talking to you?!"

"No, thank you..." The girl looked a little nervous and replied with her head lowered.

"Are you sure? These French fries are delicious." The man stared at the girl with a smile on his face. At this time, the lights on the train began to flicker, between light and dark, between light and shadow. , the man's face looked more and more ferocious.

The man next to him came over, stared at the girl and said, "Why are you ignoring him? He is showing kindness to you, can't you tell?"

Seeing that the girl didn't speak, several people laughed lustfully and threw French fries into the girl's face one by one.

The girl raised her forehead slightly and looked around, trying to find someone to help her. However, except for Arthur, who was sitting far away on the train, everyone else had already gotten off the train. This strange clown had become As the girl's only life-saving straw, the girl looked at Arthur with a trace of longing in her eyes.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Arthur looked a little nervous. He didn't dare to care about it because he was too thin, but the girl's gaze made him uncomfortable, making him angry with himself, his cowardice, and his Humble, angry at this damn world...

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

Continuous laughter rang on the train... Arthur's painful laughter rang on the train, loud and violent. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Arthur with puzzled faces.