Y/n P.o.v

Nothing was happening.

It was all a void surrounding my limp body.

I was floating in the darkness.

I could hear the faint sound of sinister laughter in the black distance.

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I threw my body upwards and screamed, I held my eyes shut and held my hands against my closed eyes.

I was trembling and soaked in water.

I shakily lifted my head and opened my eyes, I squinted my lids to help adjust to the area around me; only small rays of light shown through places above me.

But I was too distracted to pay attention to that.

Once my eyes adjusted I looked around, to my surprise I was not home.

Instead I was somewhere unfamiliar, I placed my hands against the damp cement and pushed myself onto my feet. I stumbled forward a bit, obviously in a bit of a daze.

Once balanced I directed my attention to the large pile that sat in front of me.

It was mixed with kids toys, clothes, and shoes.

I narrowed my eyes and took a few steps toward the seemingly endless pile, I kneeled down and took hold of a mud covered, yellow raincoat.

The mud had dried a while ago, but it seemed that bits of it was still wet. Most likely caused from the wetness of this place.

I let out a loud gasp and dropped the raincoat to the ground when I realized one of the dirtied sleeves had been torn off, and what seemed to be a rusted shade of red covered it.

I took a few steps away before looking around the large room. The only noise around me was the sound of running water, my breathing and footsteps.

I processed that I must of been in the sewers, and I shivered at the disgusting answer. I then acknowledged the fact that there seemed to be tunnels in almost every direction, they must have lead to millions of different places.

I then realized the few tunnels that sat against the walls that instead of going forward, lead downwards into an endless darkness.

I took a long breath to keep from hyperventilating, but it didn't work out that well. I raised a hand and placed it against my forehead, only to throw my hand down and flinch at the burning pain the contact sent through me.

"Ow..." I weeped quietly.

I closed my eyes to recuperate.

I once again took a deep breath before examining the sewer tunnels, I randomly selected one and hesitantly made my way towards it.

I pursed my dry lips together and stared at the murky water that filled the sewers, I scrunched my nose and furrowed my brows as the sickening stench fills my nostrils.

I took a long moment before placing my naked feet into the water.

I quivered and gagged at the slimy feeling of the cement I stood on, though I couldn't see it passed the gray water.

I began to shake my body violently in an attempt to distract myself from the obvious water that was mixed with human byproduct.

I forced myself to continue trudging through the water, gagging every so often.

The tunnel became dark not long after I entered it, but I used what was left of my will power to keep traveling.

And the thoughts finally began collecting into my mind.

Had the clown taken me here?

Why the sewers of all places?

Who is he?

I shook my head, avoiding any other questions that threatened to grow.

After a few long minutes, five at the most. I found myself nearing a corner; and just the faintest glint of light followed.

I began running, my hopes growing.

I would get out and leave Derry.

Sure I just got here, but no way am I staying here after a killer clown from outer space kidnapped me!

I continued running, a weak smile prying itself onto my face.

Only to be torn away in a split second.

The arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me back so fast.

I looked down only to see an all to familiar arm, not that disembodied arm.

But it's brother.

I let out a scream as I was pulled back into the sewers. Closer and closer to the large room with the infinite pile.

Without a second thought I was violently thrown onto the damp cement, I landed on my belly while my cheek smacked against the rough flooring.

I let out a weak cry and used my hands to push myself back up.

Not onto my feet but enough to sit up, I didn't bother to turn around because I already knew who was behind me.

I hesitantly spoke, but in a hushed tone: "W-Who... Who are you?..."

Silence.

I took a long, drawn out breath and forced myself to turn around and face the lanky clown. He stared at my with a serious look on his face, his eyes flaming with an orange glow.

His eyes were so-

Noticeable.

A shiver ran down my spine as we made eye contact.

For a moment I thought he would run at me and kill me, leaving my question unanswered. But instead the clown threw his head up, his eyes shifted to a bright green-blue while his frown transformed into a wide grin.

"Oh! How rude of me!" He giggled, clasping his hands together before continuing, "I am Pennywise the Dancing Clown!" He wiggled his body frantically to show off the jingling bells that coated his outfit.

"And I called rude! Hehe, I didn't even introduce myself!" He laughed at himself before looking at me once more.

As if he could sense my fear and discomfort growing.

His smile fled from his face and the serious look returned, though his eyes remained blue. "Fear." Is all he uttered.

He made his way towards me, and I took it as a sign to crawl away. I began to frantically push my body away from him since I had no time to get up and try to run.

Pennywise made his way towards me and kneeled down, resting his chest against his knees before moving his left arm to grab my wrists. He seemed to refuse using his right arm, that was the arm that I had broken off of him.

He gathered my hands and pulled them to bring my trembling body closer to him, at this point our faces were only an inch apart.

Pennywise stared down at me, his blue eyes staring into my wide e/c eyes. My mouth sat slightly agape as he seemed to study my eyes.

He tilted his head, but that's all he did.

I took this as my chance to study him.

But my eyes couldn't leave his own.

They were staring with such an intensity, it was as if neither of us could part our eyes from the others.

That's when I realized he had the slightest hint of a lazy eye.

But that didn't take away from the intent stare he gave me.

I had no clue what he was going to do.

He was so unreadable.

"You're so delicious, Sweets..." He finally whispered, before slowly lowering his head to my neck. His mouth began to open as his teeth switched to shark like rows of jagged teeth.

He then bit into my flesh.

I let out a moan of pain and frantically tried to escape his grasp. But to no avail.

He didn't tear any skin away, instead he just sucked on my red blood.

His eyes seemed to roll back as he drank from me.

My frantic movements began to slow as I felt my body becoming weaker. I could feel myself becoming pale.

"S-stop... Please..." I cried.

Though it was more of a nearly unheard sound.

My eyesight began to grow blurry, going in and out.

My eye lids began to grow heavy.

And then he pulled away, he raised his now blood covered mouth and studied my face with his glowing orange eyes.

He placed his left hand onto the back of my head and gently lowered me to the cement before standing up.

I saw him staring down at me before I fainted.