Take my hand

Thirty years ago, Josie Masters, then an eight -year -old girl, became a witness to the abduction of seven -year -old Dylan Jones. The boy led the hand right during the fair carnival of a clown with red hair. Josie tried to attract the attention of others, but when she finally succeeded, it was too late. The clown with Dylan disappeared. The boy has never found a boy. Years later, the police detective Josie Masters still feels guilty for not being able to save the boy. When the remains of the child and almost the decayed shreds of T -shirts, similar to the one in which Dylan was, find the hope of calculating the criminal, in the old abandoned house. The news comes about the loss of another boy. Witnesses say that he left with a man whose face was a clown mask