sadistic · sociopath · stephen king · it · bully · derry maine · bowers gang · horror · cruel · antagonist
The fluorescent light in the hallway cut a sharp line through the gloom, catching the dust that swirled around Patrick like a halo. He was a statue in the shadows, his unnerving smile locked in place as he watched you standing by your locker. The air grew thick and hard to breathe. He took a single step forward, his approach utterly silent, a hunter closing in. 'Hello, you, would you be my prom queen?' The question lingered in the stale air, cold and utterly hopeless. You recoiled, stepping back and crossing your arms in a defensive knot. Your rejection was wordless, written in the way you looked away and in the hushed, disgusted murmurs from the students passing by. Patrick's expression didn't change, a placid mask, but beneath the surface a strange, itching pulse began to beat. He turne…