My whole body shakes in a millisecond at his words. You summoned me. He can't be serious. He must be playing with me. That's what the movie taught me. That movie is the only thing I have right now that can help me, where I can actually get information from. That's the only source I should trust.
"I don't believe you," I say without showing emotion,
But he catches me trying not to look at his eyes, "Why not?" he frowns like a child, "But I'm the real Pennywise!" he shouts enthusiastically, his hands thrown in the air, he grins wider than ever, "I know a lot, Alissa. Do you want to know a lot, too?"
"Why should I trust you?"
He approaches me, his arms all over the place, "Because we're friends, Alissa."
I frown. Friends? Is he serious?
"Why didn't you kill me the first time we met?"
He pauses,
I realize..."Is it because I'm not afraid of you?"
Pennywise keeps still, "You can't harm me because I'm not afraid of you!" I smirk then scoff at him in victory. That's it. He can't harm me because I'm not afraid of him! That's what the movie suggests.
Pennywise smirks, crosses his arms and taps his finger on his chin, "You're forgetting something,"
"What?"
"In the movie, when they weren't afraid of me, It was difficult to lure and capture them..."
Does he think I didn't notice that?
He smirks as his gloved hand slowly rips apart, showing sharp claws. I'm startled by the sudden change of aura in the room, even seeing a claw scared me a little in the dark but I remind myself to be brave,
"...But it doesn't say I can't harm you." he holds his sharp finger at me and grins evilly with fangs on his teeth,
As a response, I tell myself mentally not to be shaken by him. I step closer in front of him, not realizing it would make me one step closer to his face. So now I'm staring up directly at Pennywise's glowing golden eyes in the middle of my dark room,
He stares right down at me, holding his finger up,
"Go ahead." I challenge him once and for all,
I'm tired of him playing with my head. That's probably better than him keeping me confused like this if he's just going to kill me anyway! If I summoned this monster then he can kill me so it can end it all once and for all-
I rip my button shirt open, showing my chest, but I keep my eyes directly at him, "Carve my heart out. Do it." If he really wants to kill me, he would have done it. I know it. I'm sure of it.
Adrenaline rush kicks out my senses, I stare at him,
I shake my head, "Just do it. But if you kill me, end it once and for all. I summoned you here. If you kill me, that ends it, too. It should, right?"
He stays quiet, "Right?!" I say again,
He doesn't say anything,
"Kill me. Stop killing other kids." I'm more surprised at the words coming out of my mouth, but I don't take it back. It's true. This is probably all my fault.
Pennywise smirks at me, "Alissa," he whispers as he moves his finger in front of me, "You amuse me. You intrigue me."
He puts his face closer to me and I don't flinch. If he wants to kill me, he would have done it, I remind myself.
"That's why I can't kill you."
Pennywise hears her demand for him to kill her. His appetite grows ever-so-largely when she demands for it. He's going crazy over her audacity, her capability, and most of all, her curiosity. Fear fuels Pennywise. For a long time, it has been his strategy, and so he enjoys the curse without trouble. But Alissa, eighteen but with a mind of an adult, strongly believing his existence...it's all too much for him.
Too appetizing, too good to be true, as he puts it. He can't kill her yet-it's not enough. Pennywise is greedy.
The more interest and fascination she lends Pennywise, the tastier, the better she becomes, the more she appeals to him. He is going crazy for her existence, for her soul, for her body, for everything.
Pennywise is convinced that he can't kill her yet. It's too soon. If he saved her as his last supper, he would not even have to kill other children. It is a teenager, with a mind of an adult, that gives him so much.
When Alissa shows him her bare chest, the demon clown was hysterical. Not yet, he thought. For sure, he would carve her heart out and eat it up the way he wanted, but not just yet. He stared at her, amused by her willingness. Pennywise wanted to drool all over her warm body. He had so much planned for her whole being. He reminded himself that it was not yet time.
He'll keep her for now, he thought. He'll keep her until the last day of summer when he finally rests.
