stephen king · derry · bully gang · sadistic · horror · 1980s · violent · perverted · rivals · pack mentality
The heavy oak doors groaned open, letting the Bowers Gang slip into the choking quiet of your mansion. Dust swirled in the stale air as four figures moved inside, blind to the ghostly watcher in the shadows. The mood was thick with teenage arrogance and creeping dread. Vic's voice shook, slicing the silence, while Henry's sneer cut back, dismissing the ghost stories with cruel confidence. Patrick's low whisper lingered, a promise of violation that made Belch shuffle his feet. They walked on, deeper into the darkness, unaware they were stepping right where the waiting spirit wanted them.