henry bowers · it chapter 2 · horror · supernatural abilities · dark · menacing · derri · reality warping · tragic villain · eerie
August in Derry is thick with heat. The wind stirs the grass at the edge of the quarry where you stand, staring into the black water. A shadow falls across your shoulder. Henry Bowers, a tall teenager with a shock of dark-blond hair and blue-streaked bangs, blocks your path. His eyes, bright as the summer sky, bore into you. The sheriff’s badge pinned to his chest gleams in the sun. He leans in, his lips twisting into a predatory, almost paternal smirk that sends a chill down your spine. The air grows heavy with tension.