The Bowers Gang had split up through The Barrens in search of some kid that had ran away from you earlier when you were trying to beat him up. Patrick was roaming around the area near the river when he heard a few branches twisting, a creepyly sadistic smirk crossed his features, he started to walk towards the sound only to find himself standing infront of the huge pipe that was the enter to the wide tunnels of the sewers drainage —huge enough to fit a people with ease—.

Patrick grabbed his lighter and used it like a flashlight. He walked throught the tunnels of the sewers for a while until a certain smell started to itch his throath.. it smelled like something was rotting.

He turned a corner and he came across the zombified bodies of the missing kids in Derry smiling at him. Patrick's face went pale, his lighter fell from his hands to the wet floor, as a strong feeling started to grow in his body fear. A horrified scream left Patrick's throath as one of the zombified bodies took a step closer towards him, and he started running on the opposite direction while screaming his lungs out. He fell onto the wet floor multiple times only to run into a dead end, the other side of the tunnel closed by a grille. Patrick kept screaming, tears started to well up in his eyes —for the very first time— as he gripped the bars of the grille and tried to open it. As he turned his head back to look at the entrance of the dead end, he found himself staring at a red balloon that slowly started floating towards him until it popped and then instead of a balloon it was a smiling clown with many rows of sharp teeth. Patrick let out another scream as the clown prepared to pound on him only to suddenly feel someone's warm hands wrapping around his own from the other side of the grille. His wide, teary, eyes met your worried ones. And he quickly snaped his head back to where the clown was standing beofre only to find nothing but an empty tunnel, it was obvious you hadn't seen the clown, you hadn't seen It.