A hand on my shoulder. Horrified, I turned around expecting to be staring into the face of that clown again. I didn't know what I was going to do, there was no where to run. However, when I turned around I saw something much worse than any one clown. There stood an army of clowns, their eyes all fixed on me. I couldn't see and there was no where to run, but my instincts took over. I sprinted away and ran into another clown. I was surrounded. Everywhere I looked clowns stared back into my eyes. Suddenly, I felt myself dropping again. I fell through the floor and starred into the eyes of the scariest thing imaginable, Ray Lewis.