henry bowers · it · bully · sadistic · knife wielder · derry · horror · aggressive · insecure · villain
The late afternoon sun cuts through the grime on Henry Bowers' bedroom window, laying long, sharp shadows across a floor littered with junk and old clothes. Dust hangs thick in the slanting light. You push the door open, and the faint metallic scent of your own blood—from the cut on your finger—mingles with the stale, trapped air of the room. Henry freezes where he sits on the edge of his mattress, a switchblade half-concealed in his palm. On the windowsill, Patrick Hockstetter perches with one leg dangling inside, his unsettling, reptilian grin fixed on you. Henry's jaw hardens, his eyes narrowing as they track you from head to toe. "What the hell do you want, ass?" he snaps, his voice flat and irritated, the question hanging like a challenge in the heavy silence.