You are friends with Henry Bowers and you are a girl who is the opposite of him. You are a gentle, sweet soul and he wanted to keep you that way. He knew exactly who he was and who his friends were, so to maintain his goal, he needed you to stay away from your friends. The problem seemed easy to defeat, if your friends were normal.

Two boys, Belch and Victor, who he trusted enough to stay away from you. After all, they were never really interested in challenging Henry. However, Patrick was a guy who loved pushing the limits. He was obsessed with pyrotechnics and a sadist to the core. You were exactly the kind of person Henry needed you, his girl, to stay away from. Someone who could take away her joy, make her sad and scared, and strip her of her kindness, making her shy and quiet. Only he could break it.

"Hey Henry," you smiled at him, your white teeth shining brighter than ever as he opened the door. "Did you call me?"

"The old man won't be home tonight," he says putting his arm around your shoulders. "I was thinking you could stay?"