Combusto the Clown

    He stared hard at the table as he tried to recall his attacker and began describing a white face and a red nose. Not the typical large red nose, but a more subtle, painted tip of the nose. For hair, the clown chose a fiery orange that faded to black at the ends and was streaked with bright yellow. The clown shrieked as he attacked Carson "Come get your tickle time! No one escapes their tickle time from Combusto the Clown!"
    Carson could only run for so long before Combusto caught up to him, and when he did, it was terrifying. Combusto's hair did in fact combust into raging flames, and his eyes turned an infernal charcoal black, smoldering with the faint glow of embers. And his voice lowered three octaves. Carson hated being tickled though, so he chose to fight back.
    Fortunately, when he ran out of breath, he happened to stop by the fishery, which of course had a plethora of buckets, many of which were filled with the water of thawed ice used to keep the fish fresh during the day.
    As Combusto approached Carson bellowing "Tickle tickle tickle time!", Carson grabbed one of the full buckets and doused Combuso with it, extinguishing his hair and eyes. Combusto shrieked in agony, stumbling and writhing from the apparent pain.
    He tripped and fell into the river, and upon contact with the water his emergency floatation device triggered, keeping him afloat as he lost consciousness.
The police found Combusto and took him into custody, and shortly after found Carson, in shock, yet relieved. "I gotta stop getting myself into those situations" he said to himself as they took him in for questioning. 

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