Every Loser was down. Mike groaned, clutching his chest from the impact of being thrown into a sewer wall. Beverly was on the ground, Ben was panting against a slump of old, discarded bikes, Bill was on the ground as well, Eddie was stumbling around and Richie was beside Ben.

Bodies of the missing kids were floating around Pennywise's little clown trailer for himself, trash piled up on top of it so tall to make a spire. Missing kids floated around it, some were from your school, some were ones you've only seen on the street, soem you didn't even know.

You were the only one left standing by Pennywise.

Your arm was bleeding your face stained with patches of dirt on blood on your cheeks and forehead. Your leg was bitten off by Pennywise himself a few moments ago. But your friends, they were in danger. They needed you.

Even if you were in so much more pain than they could have ever imagined, you were still standing up better than they were.

Pennywise growled, drool dripping from his mouth. He wanted your fear. But are you scared of him..?