On his quest for The Queen of the Tortas the Clown named Jorge searched high and low. He was on a mission to bring back the queen before nightfall or ELSE. Once he found her he let her know what the helly was going on. The girl, crowned the Queen of the Tortas, carried her title with pride but also with a burden. Now she had to return to her homeland before the demon found her, hungry for her crown and her soul. Tangled together in a feverish defiance that tasted sweet. Their banter sparked like fire, circling each other until the tension grew unbearable. By the time the demon’s shadow reached for them, the Queen and the Clown had already chosen to give in to their own hunger.