Part Two-
Derry: 1786
Clark Sinclair ran into a shelter of a nearby barn. He couldn't find any other place of shelter. Someone was following him. This person had lured him out of the safety of the Winter's End Festival that he had attended with his parents. He tried to remember what the figure looked like and now he remembered...it was a clown! It was the clown that was performing at the festival. Could he remember his name...Oh, he could feel it on the tip of his tongue. All of a sudden he remembered the name and he unthinkingly shouted it out loud, "Pennywise!"
Out of the bails of hay behind him Clark heard somebody say, " Yes?"
* * *
"Where's Clark?" Thomas Sinclair asked his wife Millie.
" I don't know isn't he here?" She replied.
" No. Nobody's seen him for the last half hour."
Then both of them had a thought of pure terror surge throughout their minds. The thought was almost telepathic. It reminded Clark's parents of the recent murders of Derry children. These murders weren't normal though, these murders were horrible, brutal massacres. Children had been found with their heads ripped clear off their spine. Other's had been found with their legs forcefully bent behind the base of their neck while their arms were either broken or missing completely. The whole town had searched for the culprit but nobody had been found. Whoever it was, they were good and nobody debated that. This thought was what the Sinclairs's mind brought to their attention and for a second their heart stopped. They looked out the window and saw the barn on the hill had lights on. This was unusual because the Turner's never kept their barn lights on, especially when they were gone and tonight the Turner's were at the festival. Millie ran up to Mrs. Turner and tapped on the shoulder as she danced with her husband,
"I'm sorry to bother you Mrs. Turner but did you leave the lights on in your barn?"
Before Mrs. Tuner had time to answer an earsplitting scream, no not a scream but a shriek of terrorized pain sounded over the festival and everything was quiet. Mr. Sinclair didn't wait a second more he yelled, "Everybody run to the Turner's barn. I know where that baby killer is and he has Clark!
The crowd went into a panic and people began to grab anything they could. People had lit torches and some of the men had their knives. The people stormed up to the barn. Mr. Turner opened the doors and there stood Phillip Peterson also known as Pennywise the dancing clown.
* * *
Everybody knew he had gone mad since his wife died a few years back but even in his state of mind, even in his madness he insisted on being a children's clown. Although now he didn't bring joy to the children he frightened them, at first it was unintentional but after a while Pennywise found that he enjoyed seeing the children writhe in terror and it became his obsession. Then one day he totally lost all touch with reality and went into complete lunacy. That day was the day he began his menacing to Derry. He had even set the Johanson's barn on fire. A local artist named Christian Neel saw the whole thing and took out his sketchpad. He drew a picture of Pennywise in the exact likeness of the event. A clown dancing as he watched a family's barn burn to the ground, animals and all.
After a few days the clown disappeared and everybody assumed that he had probably thrown himself into the river or set himself on fire and burned to death, but he hadn't he had found a hiding spot in the underground of Derry. The crazy man had dug himself a tunnel that began under the Derry Bridge and went through the ground for about half a mile. It took him three years and he always worked at night so that nobody would suspect anything. During the day he slept in his tunnel so nobody would find him. He wanted them to think he was dead. It was all part of his plan, to kill every single child in Derry one by one.
In the beginning his plan worked. He would lure children to his tunnel with candy and balloons. He would entice them further by swinging on trees or lampposts and doing flips down the street. Once he lured the children into his tunnel he would slaughter them for his own personal pleasure. It was always bloody when he killed a child. After a while the tunnel began to smell like Iron from all the blood that was shed into the dirt.
This continued on for a year and a half and then Pennywise was caught.
* * *
The door of the barn slammed open and Mr. Turner couldn't believe what he saw. To begin with he saw Pennywise the clown, a person that the whole town thought was dead and then as he glanced towards the floor he almost fainted and felt his stomach come up in his throat. Mrs. Sinclair burst through the crowd and when she reached the barn door she screamed in horror as she looked down at her son.
His small carcass was covered in blood and his clothes had been completely torn from his body. The body was extremely mangled and most of his intestines were outside of his skin.
Then they noticed that somehow his small intestines had been pulled up through his throat and out of his mouth. His left eye was gone and his teeth had been pulled from his gums. They all lay in the cavity that was bored into his chest area. The heart came up through the skin and the teeth were all around it and his eye rested in one of the broke valve openings.
Clark's mother fainted and most of the other women did too. The men went into a spree of vomiting. Nobody could help it...the site was just too grotesque for human eyes. Mr. Sinclair regained some composure from his heaving and looked at the clown in the eyes. When he did he noticed that they weren't human, it was like he was staring into the devil's eyes. If he wasn't, he thought, he wasn't far off from it. He looked Pennywise right into his eyes and said, "Why? Why did you kill my son?"
Pennywise laughed and looked back at Mr. Sinclair and said, " I did it just to watch him squirm. I did it just to watch him writhe in pain. I did it so I could hear the little brat scream!"
Mr. Sinclair picked up a torch and said, " You can rot in hell with all of Lucifer's other servants and I'll make sure you get there." He picked the torch up and lit the hay on the ground and the bails that surrounded Pennywise. He called out for the others to guard the windows and for Mr. Johanson to bring him some gunpowder. The man ran off into the night.
Pennywise, knowing that he was at an end, decided to curse the town. He stood up on the top floor and shouted, " You kill me tonight and grant you are rid of me for now but I say unto all of you present that one day I will come back for the soul's of your ancestor's. I will come back for their blood and every victim I claim will be that of a child and those children will be helpless because only they will see me. Their parents will go under my spell and completely ignore their children's pleas for help. Then, I will attack and kill all of your offspring's own as I did to the one I slaughtered tonight. So you want me rid off. Go ahead, but I swear on that child's blood that I will haunt the town of Derry as long as there is life in the world."
Then the clown took a rope and tied it around a beam of the barn roof. He looked down at the people in awe and in terror of him and he said, " I will not be sent to Satan by the likes of you...I would rather send myself to my waiting place, for as I said before my soul shall never rest, though I may be banished away I will return.", then the clown put his neck in a noose he had made with the rope, " I will return but now it is time for my last great act. I will jump off this balcony and levitate in the air by aid of this rope. Then I will go out in a bang!" The clown jumped off the balcony hanging himself. His gloved hand went limp and gunpowder sprinkled down into the flames. The fire exploded out of the windows and barn door setting people on fire. At that time Johanson arrived and the gunpowder in his hand made him and the people around him burst into flames. The entire population of Derry was on fire, except for three families. They were out of town buying supplies from a larger town up North. The bodies burned slowly. First, the flesh melted from the body and then the body barbecued in the flames and then the skull burned into ashes. By the next morning nothing was left on the site except for burnt ground and a white glove with slightly scarred edges.
Derry: 1786
Clark Sinclair ran into a shelter of a nearby barn. He couldn't find any other place of shelter. Someone was following him. This person had lured him out of the safety of the Winter's End Festival that he had attended with his parents. He tried to remember what the figure looked like and now he remembered...it was a clown! It was the clown that was performing at the festival. Could he remember his name...Oh, he could feel it on the tip of his tongue. All of a sudden he remembered the name and he unthinkingly shouted it out loud, "Pennywise!"
Out of the bails of hay behind him Clark heard somebody say, " Yes?"
* * *
"Where's Clark?" Thomas Sinclair asked his wife Millie.
" I don't know isn't he here?" She replied.
" No. Nobody's seen him for the last half hour."
Then both of them had a thought of pure terror surge throughout their minds. The thought was almost telepathic. It reminded Clark's parents of the recent murders of Derry children. These murders weren't normal though, these murders were horrible, brutal massacres. Children had been found with their heads ripped clear off their spine. Other's had been found with their legs forcefully bent behind the base of their neck while their arms were either broken or missing completely. The whole town had searched for the culprit but nobody had been found. Whoever it was, they were good and nobody debated that. This thought was what the Sinclairs's mind brought to their attention and for a second their heart stopped. They looked out the window and saw the barn on the hill had lights on. This was unusual because the Turner's never kept their barn lights on, especially when they were gone and tonight the Turner's were at the festival. Millie ran up to Mrs. Turner and tapped on the shoulder as she danced with her husband,
"I'm sorry to bother you Mrs. Turner but did you leave the lights on in your barn?"
Before Mrs. Tuner had time to answer an earsplitting scream, no not a scream but a shriek of terrorized pain sounded over the festival and everything was quiet. Mr. Sinclair didn't wait a second more he yelled, "Everybody run to the Turner's barn. I know where that baby killer is and he has Clark!
The crowd went into a panic and people began to grab anything they could. People had lit torches and some of the men had their knives. The people stormed up to the barn. Mr. Turner opened the doors and there stood Phillip Peterson also known as Pennywise the dancing clown.
* * *
Everybody knew he had gone mad since his wife died a few years back but even in his state of mind, even in his madness he insisted on being a children's clown. Although now he didn't bring joy to the children he frightened them, at first it was unintentional but after a while Pennywise found that he enjoyed seeing the children writhe in terror and it became his obsession. Then one day he totally lost all touch with reality and went into complete lunacy. That day was the day he began his menacing to Derry. He had even set the Johanson's barn on fire. A local artist named Christian Neel saw the whole thing and took out his sketchpad. He drew a picture of Pennywise in the exact likeness of the event. A clown dancing as he watched a family's barn burn to the ground, animals and all.
After a few days the clown disappeared and everybody assumed that he had probably thrown himself into the river or set himself on fire and burned to death, but he hadn't he had found a hiding spot in the underground of Derry. The crazy man had dug himself a tunnel that began under the Derry Bridge and went through the ground for about half a mile. It took him three years and he always worked at night so that nobody would suspect anything. During the day he slept in his tunnel so nobody would find him. He wanted them to think he was dead. It was all part of his plan, to kill every single child in Derry one by one.
In the beginning his plan worked. He would lure children to his tunnel with candy and balloons. He would entice them further by swinging on trees or lampposts and doing flips down the street. Once he lured the children into his tunnel he would slaughter them for his own personal pleasure. It was always bloody when he killed a child. After a while the tunnel began to smell like Iron from all the blood that was shed into the dirt.
This continued on for a year and a half and then Pennywise was caught.
* * *
The door of the barn slammed open and Mr. Turner couldn't believe what he saw. To begin with he saw Pennywise the clown, a person that the whole town thought was dead and then as he glanced towards the floor he almost fainted and felt his stomach come up in his throat. Mrs. Sinclair burst through the crowd and when she reached the barn door she screamed in horror as she looked down at her son.
His small carcass was covered in blood and his clothes had been completely torn from his body. The body was extremely mangled and most of his intestines were outside of his skin.
Then they noticed that somehow his small intestines had been pulled up through his throat and out of his mouth. His left eye was gone and his teeth had been pulled from his gums. They all lay in the cavity that was bored into his chest area. The heart came up through the skin and the teeth were all around it and his eye rested in one of the broke valve openings.
Clark's mother fainted and most of the other women did too. The men went into a spree of vomiting. Nobody could help it...the site was just too grotesque for human eyes. Mr. Sinclair regained some composure from his heaving and looked at the clown in the eyes. When he did he noticed that they weren't human, it was like he was staring into the devil's eyes. If he wasn't, he thought, he wasn't far off from it. He looked Pennywise right into his eyes and said, "Why? Why did you kill my son?"
Pennywise laughed and looked back at Mr. Sinclair and said, " I did it just to watch him squirm. I did it just to watch him writhe in pain. I did it so I could hear the little brat scream!"
Mr. Sinclair picked up a torch and said, " You can rot in hell with all of Lucifer's other servants and I'll make sure you get there." He picked the torch up and lit the hay on the ground and the bails that surrounded Pennywise. He called out for the others to guard the windows and for Mr. Johanson to bring him some gunpowder. The man ran off into the night.
Pennywise, knowing that he was at an end, decided to curse the town. He stood up on the top floor and shouted, " You kill me tonight and grant you are rid of me for now but I say unto all of you present that one day I will come back for the soul's of your ancestor's. I will come back for their blood and every victim I claim will be that of a child and those children will be helpless because only they will see me. Their parents will go under my spell and completely ignore their children's pleas for help. Then, I will attack and kill all of your offspring's own as I did to the one I slaughtered tonight. So you want me rid off. Go ahead, but I swear on that child's blood that I will haunt the town of Derry as long as there is life in the world."
Then the clown took a rope and tied it around a beam of the barn roof. He looked down at the people in awe and in terror of him and he said, " I will not be sent to Satan by the likes of you...I would rather send myself to my waiting place, for as I said before my soul shall never rest, though I may be banished away I will return.", then the clown put his neck in a noose he had made with the rope, " I will return but now it is time for my last great act. I will jump off this balcony and levitate in the air by aid of this rope. Then I will go out in a bang!" The clown jumped off the balcony hanging himself. His gloved hand went limp and gunpowder sprinkled down into the flames. The fire exploded out of the windows and barn door setting people on fire. At that time Johanson arrived and the gunpowder in his hand made him and the people around him burst into flames. The entire population of Derry was on fire, except for three families. They were out of town buying supplies from a larger town up North. The bodies burned slowly. First, the flesh melted from the body and then the body barbecued in the flames and then the skull burned into ashes. By the next morning nothing was left on the site except for burnt ground and a white glove with slightly scarred edges.