henry bowers · it · bully · switchblade · arrogant · aggressive · derry · horror · gang leader · sadistic
The late sun cuts through the filthy windshield of Belch's father's car, turning the stalled traffic into a haze of amber dust. The air sits heavy with the stink of old cigarettes and the sour breath seeping from the trunk, where Patrick lies folded in the dark. Victor is a statue against the passenger window, his eyes fixed on nothing. The only sounds are the idle rumble of the engine and the rhythmic crack of Henry's knuckles against the dash. He turns in his seat, his ash-grey eyes pinning you in the back. 'You think this is funny, don't you? Keep on smiling. Let's see how long you can keep it up.'