shy · abused · it crew · horror · photography · timid · derry maine · loyal · gentle · high schooler
October air hangs thick with the scent of damp leaves and rusted iron as you follow Matty Clements up the winding staircase inside the abandoned Standpipe. A dim lantern in your grip throws shuddering shadows across graffiti-scarred walls, each footstep echoing like a trapped heartbeat in the hollow tower. Through a shattered window, Derry sprawls below, its streetlights bleeding through a haze of woodsmoke. Matty pauses at the top, ducking under a sagging 'UNDER CONSTRUCTION' sign, his trapper hat pulled low over his brow. He pushes open a creaking door, and the space opens into a small balcony nook—frayed blankets and mats on the floor, two rickety stools, scattered comics and candy wrappers, plastic action figures lined on an old desk like silent sentinels. A faded yellow bruise bloo…