Alissa sits in her chair, her elbow leaning on the desk as she looks through the photos she has just transferred from the camera and to her laptop. She scrolls through the new photos she took and couldn't help but feel a little bit proud of herself.

Maybe it's time to start looking for a college major, she thought. Surely, she's ready to take on a degree on what she loves. Photos and production, she recites in her mind as she browses the internet this time. She visits a website of a college nearby.

An ad appears on the page which seems to be a public service announcement from the college, saying that they're offering help to find the missing kids. Her first thought was that she chose a humane college, but what overlapped the thought was the fact that she's reminded of It again. She shakes her head in disbelief.

I can't let myself focus on college if my life's on the line, she tells herself mentally.

Right now, her responsibility is her life. She can't do anything with the camera, or her passion, or her future. Her life is all about survival. About paying for what she's done.

Alissa shuts the laptop and leans on her chair. She closes her eyes for a few seconds.

"Can I have that list?" a familiar voice peers through the silence, and it's coming from the clown sitting comfortably on the bed, a few inches away from her. Alissa's eyes open wide, but she decides to close them again, ignoring the clown.

At this point, she's a little numb. She doesn't care anymore. He'll kill me anyway sometime in the future when I learn to fear this clown. But that's gonna be a long, long time.

"Are ya giving me the silent treatment?" Pennywise asks in a sad voice, "Oh! I can be silent, too. I can be a mime, see?"

Alissa opens her eyes to look at Pennywise moving his hands around, suddenly letting his fingers turn into claws. He slashes his throat and out pours blood, making Alissa jump out of her seat. Pennywise rolls his eyes backwards, pretending to be dead as he slumps on her bed, all in silence.

She scowls at the bloodbath on her bed, already thinking how she's going to explain this to her parents.

"What the fuck?!" she shouts, "Stop this! Stop!" Alissa shouts at the clown, but Pennywise doesn't move a thing,

Suddenly, Alissa's father storms inside her room, opening the door wide, he looks at Alissa, worried to death, "Alissa?!"

Alissa glances at her father, "Dad!" she glances at the bloody clown on her bloody bed and floor,

"What's wrong?!"

Alissa stutters on her words as her eyes glance from her father and back to the clown. She's confused. He enters the room, his hand reaching for his daughter, "Alissa, hon, are you okay?"

She glances back at Pennywise on the bed, "The...the..." she points at the bed, but realizes that her father is focused on her. He can't see It.

Her father looks at her bed, "What's wrong?"

"There was a...a spider."

He looks at her then at the bed, "Where?" he walks to her bed, completely ignoring the bloody clown,

"I-I think it's gone now. It's fine. I'll be fine. I'll just call you when I see it again," Alissa says, grabbing her father's arm and pushing him lightly out of her room.

"You sure?"

She smiles at him nervously and successfully pushes him out, "Yeah, Dad. Sorry about that. I'll just finish my homework now."

She slams the door, looks down, and takes a deep breath. "He can't see you. I forgot about that in the movie." Alissa slowly turns and sees Pennywise's eyes roll back as he jumps on his feet, raising his hands,

"You're terrible at silent treatments! I win this time!" he enthusiastically points out,

Alissa rushes to the clown and points her finger at him, "Shut up! Don't be too loud, why do you have to be so fucking loud?"

"Oh!" Pennywise covers his mouth with wide eyes, "But Alissa, they can only hear you."

She glares at him, "What do you fucking want, clown."

"I don't like it when you don't call me by my name." Pennywise puts his hand on his waist and grimaces at her,

"Answer the question."

"I want the list, Alissa." He says, "I've given you enough time to make me a special..." he exaggerates on licking his teeth and slurping, "...list."

"I didn't make you a stupid list." She says and walks past him, heading to her desk, she leans on it, "I'm not a murderer."

Pennywise pounds his fist on the desk, startling Alissa, making her glance right up at the towering height of the clown, "Tut-tut-tut," he looks at her with glaring, golden eyes, "We talked about this," he says in a sweet tone-something he's never done before-without changing the way he looks at her, making Alissa feel weirdly satisfied with this sound. She brushes this thought aside from her mind. "Alissa, I want you to dance with me on the dance floor really soon."

"Why me?" she asks intensely, leaning closer to him, angry, "Why are you doing this to me? Why don't you just tie me up and let blood spurt out of me?

Pennywise had thought about this a lot of times. He did. But the way he found her so pleasing and appetizing could never be topped by his anger and hunger for the younger kids. Alissa was young enough to deceive, but she had such a mature mind, mature enough to keep and play with, to savour. It puzzled him, but he never admitted it. Pennywise wanted to play with his food. It tasted so much better that way, he thought. He needed her to be filled with more fascination before he could eat her up, he reminded himself.

"I would happily drink your blood, Alissa," he laughs lowly, "but I like you." he whispers,

Alissa stares back at his dark, rounded, deep eyes.

"I like you enough to punish you. I want you to see what you've done. I want you to celebrate this beautiful little accident!" he says quietly but with so much joy in his voice. Then, he leans in closer, inches away from her face. Alissa doesn't look away,

"Now if you won't do that, I'll kill other innocent children myself."

"You killed three innocent kids already. Those children did nothing-"

"Three?" Pennywise asks her,

She furrows her eyebrows, "Three kids are already missing."

Pennywise stays quiet, then suddenly starts laughing lowly,

"Whatever. I will not-"

Pennywise interrupts her once again, "Ah-ah-ah!" he raises his finger and boops her nose, "Think wisely, Amusing Alissa. Amuse me."

He keeps his face close to hers, "I'll give you more time, since you're new to this. But I'm very impatient. I'm getting hungry."

The greedy clown smirks and slowly moves away from her. He stands in the middle of her room as Alissa follows him with her eyes. "See you around!" He snaps his finger once and he disappears, leaving her room clean and blood-less.