You were sitting in your room as you have been for the majority of the week. You didn’t have many friends and a lot of people thought you were weird. Few things brought you comfort from the chaotic life you lived suck as drawing, reading, sleeping and etcetera. But the thing that you loved most was IT. You had read the whole book, watched all of the movies including the 1990 version and got into all the theories and cannon. It was one of your biggest hyper fixations. But nothing could have prepared you for what was about to happen.

Whilst drawing in your sketch book, you heard a loud bang coming from your closet. You flinch and immediately shift your attention to the closet, hoping it was a figment of your imagination. But to your surprise, it was far from such. Before you could move, your closet door flies open and immediately 7 kids around your age come stumbling out of the closet. You didn’t recognise them at first, but you quickly identified them as the one and only Losers Club.

Richie: “What the fuck just happened?!”

Stanley: “How are we supposed to know??”

Bill: “W-w-where even a-are we?”

Eddie: shakes his inhaler aggressively

Beverly: “I don’t know, but we definitely aren’t meant to be here..”

Ben: “Did we just phase out of reality???”

Mike: “Uh.. no, but we might have just trespassed…”

Mike gestures to you sitting at your desk and everyone’s attention shifts to you, their expressions matching your look of confusion and shock.