Chapter Thirty Three

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It was clear that pennywise would do anything to get his way. Seeing what he has done to Tyler makes your mind race with questions and fears. What is he going to do next.

You shake your head vigorously and crouch down onto your heels, placing your hands over your head

"What the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuck." You start taking deep sharp breaths, your chest rising and falling as you do.

"Awwwwe what's wrong doll? Can't handle alittle blood?" That sharp laughter rings through your ears once again making you want to tear your ears off. You hated the sound of his voice more than anything now. You hated it. You hated him.

"Don't worry dolly, when you die, there won't be any blood. It'll be a quick, slightly painless death, well, for me at leaste~"

You feel a hand tightly grip your throat, lifting you up off of the ground and into the air. Your eyes widening as you make eye contact with pennywise one last time. His face now contorted, his mouth wide and disgusting as row after row of sharp jagged teeth fill it, saliva dripping down his lips, slipping down his chin. His eyes bright orange as they stare into your soul. A sharp pain starts to ping in your chest

"You'll float too" is the last words you here whispered into your ears.

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