Subscribe to our newsletter. The children, who Slappy assumes are in the third or fourth grade, will be living and going to school here.
Security cameras monitor every angle of the walled compound, and guards lurk behind the corners.
Slappy leads the children into a dormitory, carrying on a monologue that is not always intended for the children's ears. He is apprehensive that all the guards are outside while he is alone inside with the children. He's heard that the children are strong, and hopes that they aren't dangerous. Slappy show the children their rooms while futilely trying to lighten the mood. The nervous clown pulls a flask from his baggy pants and takes a swig.