Seth wished he had a knife or a gun, but he didn't. What he did have, however, was an expert knowledge of human anatomy. He removed his left hand from the clown's forearm, extended his index finger, and jammed it into the clown's empty eye socket as hard as he could. He swirled his finger around in the bloody slop, hoping to cause enough brain damage to turn off this fucker's lights for good. But instead of crying out in pain or jerking his head back, the clown merely grinned, exposing more of his horrible-looking teeth.