Darkness was already beginning to hide the terrible thing that was hiding in the playground. All the children had left for the safety of their homes, all but one little boy, who was afraid of going home. He had been a bad little boy.

Timmy was a bad little boy, cause Timmy liked matches. He had just this morning burned a hole in the bathroom rug. He knew that he was going to be punished, and Rightfully so!.

Bad things have been happening at the corner playground. Most of the parents had forbidden their children to play there. Children had been meeting with a lot of accidents when there was no logical reason. Timmy was in the park only because he was trying to avoid punishment. He knew he wasn't supose to be here either.

Just this last week Julie had been walking in front of the empty swings when one flew up and smashed her in the eye. JulieAnn was wearing glasses. Sorry to say she won't be needing glasses anymore. The piece of glass that pierced her brain ended her going anywhere.

Danny claimed he heard a high pitched whisper calling, "Pssssst! Hey kid come here! When he ran to see who was calling to him, he followed the voice into the street. Main Road was just what the sign said, "MAIN". All traffic leading into town used this main road, including the 18 wheelers. He won't be going anywhere either. Mom would have to wheel his chair uphill most of the way.

So of course when Timmy heard the whispered calling he was an eager little guy running across the playground to greet the Jester like viper. The Jester, half hidden by the piles of dried leaves, started taunting the little boy about his love of matches. Told him how he could really have fun throwing the lighted matches into abandon buildings. "Hey maybe even a house or two", taunted the Jester.

"You mean like this", yelled Timmy as he tossed the lighted match into the PILE OF DRIED LEAVES. "Hey Kid, I've got a ..BROTHER".. screemed the Jester as he became ingulfed in the BURNING LEAVES. Timmy than skipped on home, how bad could his punishment be he assured himself..

He soon found out how bad. Each night the Flaming Jester visits his room, dancing as he gleefully leaves behind the scorched reminders of his nightly visits. Soon after Timmy was punished something AWFUL when the Flaming Jester jumped into the middle of his BED.