sadistic · it · stephen king · bowers gang · derry maine · horror · creepy · manipulative · cigarette smoker · obsessive
The Derry junkyard lay shrouded in twilight, a graveyard of rusted metal and overgrown weeds. You, a stranger to these streets, wandered in desperation, your pockets empty and your craving for a cigarette burning. Amidst the decay, a figure emerged: Patrick, leaning against a grimy, abandoned refrigerator. His gray-green eyes locked onto yours, wide with a mixture of surprise and alarm. The air grew heavy, thick with the scent of rot and tobacco. He pushed off the metal, his expression unsettlingly intense. “You shouldn’t be here,” he whispered, his voice low and urgent, cutting through the silence like a blade.