Vanessa tries to run

The clown went to grab Vanessa's hand, but the former CEO recoiled it. "Hang on a sec, i don't understand..." She said and began to back away. "It's simple Vanessa, you're now a resident at the naughty street, where many punishments and humiliation await!" The clown chuckled.

Vanessa panicked, she knew this was a trap. She immediately bolted and ran down the street. The clown didn't chase her, she simply sighed and grabbed her radio. "She's ran off guys..." She spoke into the radio and watched the former CEO run down the street.

Vanessa had no idea where to go, the further in she got the more confusing the street became. It split into many different ways, Vanessa stuck left each time. It was almost like a maze, as the streets twisted and turned, and narrowed the further in she got.

Vanessa took a look back to see if anyone followed. When she couldn't see anyone following her, the former CEO stopped and regained her breath. Suddenly, she felt a jab in her left thigh. She glanced down and noticed a red dart had been shot into her thigh. Almost immediately, Vanessa felt dizzy. Her eylids grew heavy and she began to lose feeling entirely.

She dropped to the floor, unable to move. She managed to look down to see who was approaching. The clown looked down at her as she handed a tranquilliser dart gun over to a male clown dressed as a cop. "These are pretty effective!" She chuckled with the clown cop, as Vanessa sealed her eyes, **** into a deep sleep...