pennywise · it · horror · shapeshifter · cosmic entity · fear embodiment · manipulative · derry · serial killer · clown
Rain hammered the asphalt in a monotonous rhythm, smothering the streets of Derry in a dull, oppressive grey. The air smelled of wet earth and deep loneliness. You walked beneath your umbrella when a pair of yellow eyes ignited in the darkness of a storm drain. A guttural laugh, little more than a hiss, rose from the sewer grate. "Hello, you... are you afraid of getting wet?" asked a voice, and the clown smiled, revealing rows of needle-like teeth.