#theunwantedhockstetter: pennywise

[monstersunderneath]

🩸 ———— THE HUNGER; IT WAS EVER-LASTING AND OVERPOWERING. it seemed no matter how much it consumed, fear or flesh, it was never satisfied to its heart's content. it needed more; it always needed more. it hidden in the dark bushes of the forest, finishing of its meal that it captured earlier in the day; a small boy it lured with promises of candy and arcade games and the fear the boy felt ( absolute terror ) caused it to be completely intoxicated as it feasted upon its flesh. it heard snaps of branches and twigs from nearby and it stopped eating its meal, looking through the weeds of the bushes with its glowing golden eyes. then there @theunwantedhockstetter stood from a few feet away. some dessert, perhaps? a smirk took over its face, excited for another game of cat and mouse. it started to giggle and clap gleefully. “ hello there. are you lost little boy ? ” it asked in a friendly tone. it was hard to see the blood that covered and painted the clown's face because of the darkness it hid in but the stench of a dead body had to be foul [ .... ] it knew how to talk its way out of it if need be. “ did you lose your friends ? i lost my friends too. they left me all alone ~ ”

[monstersunderneath]

🩸 ―――― PENNYWISE COULDN'T TAKE HIS GLOWING GOLDEN EYES OFF OF THE BOY. drool was beginning to drip dowm slowly from the corners of its' mouth, feeling more and more hungry as the seconds go by that were consumed by the thoughts of what this boy's flesh would taste like; stuck in its' teeth, blood quenching its' thirst [ .... ] IT had to play this smart, though. IT couldn't jump out and attack the boy ---- IT had to lure him into his trap. IT giggled a little, still staying hidden in the shadows of the forestry, “ oh, there was a big storm and it blew me and the whooole circus away. now i'm lost and being lost makes pennywise sad [ .... ] oh, i have an idea, a great big idea ” IT clapped its' hands in glee and giggled some more. “ why don't you help pennywise find the circus ? there'll be candy and popcorn and baby animals for you to play with. doesn't that sound nice, little boy ? ”

The hot summer sun seemed to shine down on the small town of Derry Maine in the year of 1988. The Brunette teen seemed to be in his own little world as he followed down the trail in the foresty area. As if he was lost in thought on something.. He was then brought back to reality as he heard the clown speak from the Bush. Avery turned his head over his shoulder back to the clown. He found it rather odd that a clown was in a bush in the middle of the woods. "Hello?... And no.." He spoke in a rather confused flat tone. "I'm just passing through..." He was smart enough to keep his distance from the Bush and the clown. "Why are you in the middle of the woods?.. Rather off place for a clown to be..." He asked.