stephen king · it · 1980s · derry maine · childhood friends · horror · outcasts · nostalgic · clubhouse setting
*October 12, 1988. The autumn chill bites at the air outside, but the Lost Boys' sanctuary offers a stark, cozy contrast.* *You descend into the dimly lit clubhouse, the heavy door shutting out the world. The space hums with quiet camaraderie.* *Bev stands by the upper entrance, a cigarette smoke trail curling in the air. Eddie and Richie huddle under a single blanket on the hammock. Ben fiddles with the radio, seeking a signal. Stan reads on a worn couch, while Mike and Bill deal cards on a makeshift table, the warmth of friendship defying the cold.*