Y/n P.o.v

The inside of the sewers were a dead silent, it was intimidating to say the least. But I made sure to take deep breaths in a way of calming my nerves.

I couldn't have Pennywise locating me.

And doing whatever he wanted to me.

I shook the dark thoughts that formed in my mind away, because those ideas made me fearful.

I pushed my way through the watery slop that collected throughout the sewer tunnel, I let out a long sigh.

I was finally beginning to calm down.

I crossed my arms across my chest and examined the walls of the sewer tunnel, to my surprise there was a severe lack of graffiti.

On second thought...

I'm not that shocked.

At least Pennywise cares about vandalism?...

I pursed my lips together and cringed at the occasional mushy feeling against my makeshift shoes, I swallowed hard to keep a gag from rolling out of my throat.

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At least two minutes had passed.

The tunnel was so eerily silent, I couldn't possibly enjoy the quiet.

And lucky for me the silence ended soon.

"WHAT,"

With a loud splash of water, my body jumped forward as I nearly fell into the water. The loud yet simple word echoed loudly throughout the sewer tunnel.

Pennywise had returned, and found that I was gone.

And the sound of him yelling was a tactic to make me afraid.

So he could locate me.

I let out a small cry and swiftly cupped my hands over my mouth to keep from making any noise,

If I started running I would give myself away. I shifted my head around to see if there was anywhere to go.

Panic began to rise inside of my gut.

I forced my hands to stay against my mouth as I attempted to slowly trudge through the water. I was trying to be silent.

I took long breaths to calm myself.

But the idea of Pennywise searching for me was absolutely terrifying.

Even worse was the fact that he might already now where I am, he could just be toying with me.

But no way am I going to risk being caught.

My head frantically turned in every direction to find anywhere to go.

And with that, the smallest hint of hope raised inside of me.

On the left side of the sewer sat a broken space of cement, just enough to fit a human inside. I made my way towards it and leaned down to look inside, it was dark. So if Pennywise couldn't see in the dark then that would help.

I placed my hands against the cement and pulled myself into the hole, I lifted my legs out of the water and climbed in.

I scooted my body back into the open gap as far as I could, the inside was a bit bigger than I had thought. It could fit at least four people inside.

I laid down on my stomach and proceeded to keep my hands over my mouth to keep from making any noise.

I stared at the open hole of the tunnel, I could see the cement wall across from me; and I could hear the faint sound of the water works.

My body tensed when I heard the faintest sound of growling, I quickly narrowed my eyes to shield any glints of light from reflecting onto them and giving me away.

My breathing hitched when I saw Pennywise slowly walk by the hole, he had obviously noticed it. He slouched down and peered inside, tilting his head in the process. His eyes were glowing that all to familiar orange.

He looked incredibly angry.

"Y/n~" he sang in a soft tone.

I could feel my bottom lip begin to quiver as my eyebrows raised in worry. I couldn't tell if he could see me or not.

I hadn't even realized I had stopped breathing.

"I left to get you food that you'll like! And you run away?!" He cried.

He was only pretending to be hurt.

I already knew he was more angry than anything.

It was a moment longer before Pennywise raised his body away from the hold that I lay hidden inside of.

I concluded that he must have missed my figure inside.

I could hear Pennywise sigh in disappointment before walking forward once more.

I could hear him as he walked.

"You're being incredibly impolite my Darling!" He called out, his voice lowering into a raspy growl.

"Ooh- when I get my hands on you, Sweets!~ " He sang out, though his voice was not nearly as appealing as it was when he was a bit calmer.

His voice was even scarier now.

I couldn't hear Pennywise speaking anymore, his footsteps in the water were silent. The whole tunnel was quiet. Slowly removed my hands from my mouth and drew in a long breath of air, the scent of gray water filling my senses.

It made me feel nauseous.

I slowly breathed out a hesitantly sat up, my eyes no longer narrowed.

I let out a soft sigh of relief and laid my head back against the wall, I turned my head to see beside me.

There Pennywise was, sitting right beside me; glaring down at me with his orange eyes.

I let out a scream and placed my hands beside me as I frantically tried to crawl away. Pennywise crawled after me, he reached his left arm forward and pressed his hand onto my neck, quickly wrapping his fingers around my flesh.

I let out a cry of pain and fear as his contact had touched the bite mark he had left on me.

I couldn't breath.

I stared up at Pennywise as he climbed on top of me, to dominate me and show he had the upper hand.

His angered expression slowly changed to an unsettling smirk, I clenched my eyes shut and tried to turn my head away from him.

I could feel his warm breath as he leaned his face closer to my own,

I quivered as I felt his drool escape his mouth and fall onto my cheek.

Some of his drool even managing to slide down my cheek and to the corner of my mouth. I opened my mouth and gagged, only to make it worse by allowing his drool entrance into my maw.

I raised my hands and wrapped my small hands around the wrist of his hand that choked me.

The room was completely silent.

My forced my mouth shut to keep anymore of his drool from entering me.

Pennywise was so close to the point I could smell him, the smell of a Carnival radiated off of him.

It was ironic that such a disgusting creature could have such a nice scent of popcorn and cotton candy.

There was a long paused.

And then I felt the contact.

Pennywise had lowered his face all the way to my own, he allowed his overly long tongue to roll out of his mouth. He raised his right arm and placed his fingers on my chin, he then turned my head to face him.

"Open your eyes, Sweets," he commanded through a slightly muffled voice, this was due to his tongue.

I hesitantly fluttered my eyes open to stare into his Orange eyes. I felt mesmerized by them, and that strangely added to the terror that built up inside of me.

And with a slow movement Pennywise lowered his tongue onto my face and slid it around my skin, he took in my taste as he giggled through the lack of space with his tongue out.

His long tongue traced down to my chin where he gathered the human blood from the meat he had force fed me earlier, his tongue raised to my mouth where he proceeded to lick my blood stained lips.

After a moment his eyes fell upon my forehead wound that was still covered in dry blood. He grinned and lifted his tongue, only to drop it onto the injury.

I let out a cry of disgust, I wanted so desperately to wipe his slobber from my face and slap him for being such a sicko.

But alas, i'm just a human.

I had completely given up on fighting.

But I was still terrified of what he would do to me after he was down tasting my dried blood.

Would he feast on me and end me for good?

Bite me all over so I would be in a terrible pain?

What might he do to me?

My thoughts began to race, a war beginning in my mind. I was trying to pry the dirty thoughts from my mind, while at the same time I was fighting to keep them there.

I shivered at the harsh feeling of Pennywise's large tongue licking up my blood, the roughness he gave off was making the wound bleed once more.

Though I knew Pennywise was possibly only doing this to scare me, and to eat as much of me as he could without killing me... I couldn't shake the sexual build up that crossed my mind.

I didn't want him to touch me.

But all that came to my mind was him doing exactly that, because I didn't know what things he did to people.

Pennywise licked my face for a moment longer before he completely froze.

His eyes sat wide eyed upon my e/c eyes, I stared up at him; completely petrified.

He slowly rolled his tongue upward and back into his mouth before tilting his head at me. "What's this?" He whispered.

And a mischievous smirk formed onto his face.