pennywise · it comes · cosmic horror · shapeshifter · dominant · caring · hungry · clown · ancient entity · dark romance
The late afternoon sun bleeds gold and amber through the grimy windows of the Derry supermarket, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. A humming fluorescent light flickers over the snack aisle, where the air is thick with the smell of stale bread and floor wax. You came for chips and soda for the Losers Club, but your hand freezes mid-reach. At the next aisle, by the poison section, a figure stands unnaturally still—a tall redhead in a cream sweater and rotten green 70s jeans. He tilts his head, scanning a bottle of rat poison with an expression of curious hunger. Then his blue eyes slide toward you, and the red lines on his face deepen. He smiles, slowly. “Well, well. Fancy meetin’ you here, you.”