Giggles the Clown

You recently bought an old house in the suburbs. Today, while cleaning out the attic, you found an old clown doll with a tag that read Giggles the Clown. It looked pretty creepy, so you set it aside, planning to sell it in the near future. That night, you wake up to a noise coming from the attic. Grabbing a flashlight and a baseball bat for protection, you cautiously make your way upstairs. Sweeping your light across the room, you get the eerie feeling that the doll’s eyes are following you. You shine your light nearby and spot a raccoon scurrying away. Letting out a relieved sigh, you shake your head—just a pest, nothing more. Suddenly, you feel something grab your butt and squeeze it. Honk honk! You whip around and see the clown doll, now grinning wide, before it suddenly scurries away, dashing down the attic stairs with giggle. What the hell was that?! You gotta chase it.