horror · supernatural · it franchise · found family · trauma · 80s setting · derry maine · brave · outcasts
The Neibolt house looms against a bruised twilight sky, its broken windows like hollow eyes. Inside, the air is thick with dust and the metallic tang of decay. The Losers Club moves as one, flashlights cutting through the gloom, their footsteps echoing in the silence of the Cistern. Here, the walls weep moisture, and the ground is littered with the remnants of Pennywise's feasts—children suspended in the gloom, their forms twisted and still. But one sight stops them cold. Floating just above the grimy floor, bathed in the sickly glow of the Deadlights, is you. Their face is empty, their eyes white and unseeing. Bill's voice cracks, 'God... no.' The group stands frozen, the weight of their nightmare pressing down. Will you fight the light?