Chapter 1
When I first felt his pain I was wading through the desolation of my own dimension. It was so heart wrenching I stopped my exploration and turned into the direction of his calling. Hearing no second cry I resumed my search. Days later I hear it again a deeper pain, hunger, one so strong I grabbed my stomach in sheer agony. He is calling to me and I will answer.
It has taken me millenniums, crossing through dimensions and traveling to thousands of worlds to find him. It has been years since I heard his last whimper. I continue to travel to where I last felt his presence which led me to the outskirts of a small town. Before I crossed the city line I felt his presence, weak it was but it was slowing getting stronger. I keep walking and I pass a sign saying 'Welcome to Derry Maine'.
"Hold on little-one, I am coming."
I didn't want to panic the town with my unusual appearance so I concealed my form from all of Derry. I was traveling through the wet streets when I saw a child in a yellow rain jacket running after a paper boat. I stop to watch him. Suddenly, I hear the cries of pain, anger and unquenchable hunger. I feel he is close. I turn away from the child and walk in the direction of his calls.
In my single-mindedness I forgot about the child running after his boat until he passed thru my body. I stopped and so did he. He turned and looked back at me. Not seeing anything he turned and kept running. I watched as his boat went down a storm drain and I hear him cry out.
"Nooo!" the boy says.
As he leans down I feel the cries get louder and more howling. I hide behind a tree close to the boy and the storm drain. That is when I caught my first glimpse of the creature that has been calling out to me in his misery. Flesh so white he glowed in the darkness of the storm drain. He had red markings on his face that traveled down from his brows to his cheeks and connected to his lush red lips that were grinning. Eyes so golden it took my breath away. His hair was styled in a unique fashion and dulled from his endured misery.
The boy finally seen caught his eyes and jumped back in fright.
"Hiya Georgie." The creature spoke all childlike.
The boy 'Georgie' gulped and leaned back away from the storm drain.
"What a nice boat," the creature said holding up the lost paper boat. "Do you want it back?" he asked.
"Yes please." Georgie leaned closer.
"Do you want a balloon?" the creature asked.
"Um, I'm not supposed to take things from strangers." Georgie replied.
"OH, well I'm Pennywise the Dancing Clown. Pennywise, yes, meet Georgie. Georgie meet Pennywise. Now we aren't strangers are we?" spoke Pennywise and jerked his body and bells from his clothing jingled.
I watched as this creature 'Pennywise' kept talking to Georgie seeming to luring him further in with talk of some kind of circus and something called popcorn. I focus more on Pennywise. I can feel his thirst and hunger continue to grow as he talks with this child. The amount of drool coming from his mouth tells me the show is almost over. I feel fear coming from the child now, it is practically overpowering.
"Take it-t." I hear Pennywise telling Georgie.
I see Georgie struggling to reach for the paper boat in Pennywise's hand. When his fingers are within a few inches Pennywise grabs him by the arm and pulls him into the drain. I see Pennywise open his mouth and bite off the arm of Georgie and swallow it whole. Georgie backs off screaming and crying and pulling himself away from the storm drain. Pennywise reaches his arm from the drain and drags the boy completely into the drain and all I can hear are crunches and slurps, and then finally silence.
Still standing in the shadows Pennywise looks out from the storm drain peering to one end of the street and down to the other end searching. I see his eyes travel back and forth and then up into the trees. Finally his eyes snap to where I am hiding. I see his eyes turn blue and his brow wrinkles in concentration. Moments go by as he keeps staring at my hidden form when he tilts his head and smiles. Not a sinister smile either, a genuine smile.
"No need to hide from Pennywise. Come out, come out, let's Pennywise see you." He chuckles.
I feel my body start to weaken. My travel has come to an end, I must rest soon or I will begin to fade. I step away from behind the tree and start to walk away from the storm drain and Pennywise. I hear him call out to me telling me to come back. I turn around and look at the storm drain. I see his hand pop out beckoning me over. I stand there contemplating my next move. I see him moving in the shadows peering out staring in at my cloaked form.
