It will be a very short story.
When I ran on a mountain road by car, I came to the tunnel.
At that time, a clown (?) Stood with a balloon at the entrance of the tunnel, and waved to me here.
I was very shocked.
I do not know well, but I felt sick. After entering the tunnel, I confirmed the place where the clown was earlier with the rearview mirror, but there was no appearance of clown anymore.
Why are clowns standing in such places ... Even now, if I remember I will feel snacky
How about this story?