I focus at the red balloon, just floating still at the park. I zoom closer to see if there's some kind of trick. This is probably what the news was talking about. Those crazy people, trying to play Pennywise.

"Better get out of here," I mumble as I look away,

Although...if I go there, I would be giving those crazy idiots the chance to show themselves. I look at the camera in my hand and pause. I have a camera and I can use it to take evidences. Who knows, I might even catch them once and for all?

I close my eyes and sigh. If the balloon's still there, that means I'm going. If not, then I'm leaving and heading home...before lunch.

I look through the camera and zoom in. The balloon's gone. I look around using my camera and I see nothing, even if I look intently-

"Hey! Get the hell out of the way!" A loud man's voice makes me jump in my seat,

I notice that the red light's turned to green and I'm startled by a floating balloon just outside my window. I gape, unable to process the quickness of everything that's happening. The man honks his horn loud, making me panic. I hurry to open my window, grab the balloon, and drove off to the park.

I park my mom's car by the gutter and get out of the car, the camera hanging on my neck and the balloon in my hand. I look around first before walking into the deserted park. There's nothing but fog at this time of day. I look at the balloon then at the park.

They're good with tricks, I'll give them that. Smoke machine? Helium balloon?

Although, I can't explain how they managed to transport the balloon to my car window. But for sure, they'll be telling me how when I get them to the police station. I tie the balloon around my wrist so I can operate my camera better.

I walk around the empty park, unshaken, I make sure I look out at any weird figure.

For some reason, I feel the need to shout "Hello?" although it's the stupidest move I can do.

But they probably already know I'm here, so, "Is anyone here?"

No answer, but I keep walking. "I have your balloon." I say,

Then I stop walking. My camera still on, I look around me. "Whoever's there, show yourself and don't waste my time." I say then glance at my phone after fishing it out of my pocket, "I have to be home after lunch, so." I put my phone back in my pocket,

There's silence until I hear a flock of birds fly across, making me look up. I quickly take my camera and shoot at the sight with a grin. As they fly away, after I take enough shots, I look down and jump a step away as I'm startled by a tall figure of a guy wearing...

"What the hell?"

There's balloons shaped in an upside down triangle, hiding the face of the man in front of me...whom I can tell is trying to be Pennywise.

I realize I'm face to face with the asshole. I frown, "Well, looks like you don't want this balloon back?"

Slowly, he lets the balloons fly upwards, showing his face.

In front of me, I see the exact same face I saw in the theater nights before.

"Pennywise?" I mumble,

He grins at the sound of his name,

The asshole's happy I recognize him. But too bad, he doesn't scare me.

I just stare at him as he grins at me,

He tilts his head then glances at the camera hanging on my neck,

"Whacha got there?" he asks then looks at me,

I keep my eyes on him, "You're not getting your hands on my camera, man." I say sternly,

He frowns at my response, "You like taking pictures?"

"You like taking kids?" I respond and he slowly frowns, then suddenly starts laughing at me, then back to his frowning face,

I keep myself intact, unafraid although this Pennywise seems so fucking real,

"You're funny." He states with a serious tone of voice,

"Where'd you take kids?" I ask,

He smiles, "Want me to show ya?"

I grimace, "I think I'm good, thanks." I start walking backwards then turn around, but he appears right behind me.

Holy hell. Now how did he do that?

"Where ya going?" he asks. Now he just sounds so maniacal to me, like the actual Pennywise, "Don't want me to show ya? Come on! It'll be fun!"

He gestures his hand, telling me to come with him,

"And then what?" I ask, not following him. He turns around and realizes I'm just standing there. He walks closer to me and I glance at his shoes. Those look pretty damn legit. Whoever this guy is, he's planned this whole thing too well to pull this off.

"And then you'll get what you want. Take pictures all you want, Alissa."

My eyes shoot right up at the clown, smirking evilly down at me. I look straight at its eyes. It gleams, looking back at me. I feel the tension as I realize his whole figure is towering at me. The paint on his face looks so real. The eyes don't even look like contact lenses.

Motherfucker. I'm dealing with the real Pennywise.