Chapter 1

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How she'd gotten there, or even when she didn't know. She'd been investigating, as usual, everything seemed to be going fine (even if literally everyone in this town was a creepy fucker) and then she was suddenly in...well it smelled like a damn sewer and if she had to guess that's what it was. She just didn't want to think about it because if she thought about it too hard not only would she panic but she'd vomit. Those were two of the things she didn't need to do in the moment. She got to her feet feeling light-headed, maybe she'd been drugged and kidnapped. That certainly made more sense than randomly appearing here after being in the woods somewhere. It was a mistake coming here and she should have asked for reassignment days ago.

"There's a logical explanation for this," She muttered and felt around in her coat pockets until she found her phone. She switched on the flashlight app and shone it down the tunnel that was closest to her. Her phone wasn't getting a signal in here but that wasn't surprising either. Well, if she'd gotten into this place there was going to be a way out it was just a matter of finding it. That was it. If that didn't happen she could just stay in the same spot until someone found her because people would definitely be looking.

She couldn't see any immediate ending to the tunnel but she headed down it anyway wishing she had something to mark which way she was going as she went but she didn't. Oddly enough she still had her weapon in a holster on her hip so whoever had brought her down here was either stupid or not afraid of a gun, for some dumb reason. Then again, they may just be completely insane. From the stories, she was hearing or had heard, about some demon clown allegedly named Pennywise she was thinking that it was just a guy in a clown suit so terrifying and intimidating that people thought he was a demon.

The thing about a small town like this was that it was overrun with religious nuts and superstitious folk. They believed in demons and monsters (as well as the bible) and so they translated these murders into a demon doing them. Who else would kill and possibly eat children other than a demon? To her, it could be nothing more than a mortal man who was incredibly mentally disturbed. Maybe like Gacy or something. Certainly, people referred to him as a demon enough but he was just a man.

She took the vast majority of stories she heard with a grain of salt and interpreted them to the most logical possibility because demons weren't real. Nor were monsters or clowns that lived in a sewer that was quite possibly the dumbest thing she ever heard. Ergo, if some clown came at her, then her gun would work just fine and this whole mentality gave her the confidence she needed not to panic, not to be afraid, and trudge on through the sewers in very uncomfortable high heels.

"You don't fear me?" A voice came from everywhere and nowhere at once. She looked up and shone her light around. It was an interesting voice, one of a man and maybe a child all at the same time. Reminiscent of the weird high pitched deranged tones she'd heard visiting various mental institutions over her career. That was strange but not enough for her to be scared, startled but not scared.

"No," She called back calmly. Even if she couldn't see where the voice was coming from or tell, she was in a sewer it wasn't like there weren't a lot of areas from sound to come from and bounce off of and distort, "I'm not afraid of a man in a clown suit."

"But I am no man..."

"Yeah right and I'm the queen of England," She muttered and kept walking. Her guard was now up because he could clearly see her even if she couldn't see him and she was getting prepared to fight if she had to. She slowly reached for her gun and removed it from its holster. Seconds after she had it in her hand she heard laughing or more accurately giggling. The most sinister, amused, and highly pitched laughter she'd ever heard. It was so loud and irritating she nearly lost her grip and dropped it but she took a deep breath to steady herself and her hold. She couldn't deny that was creepy as fuck but it was just a crazy guy being crazy.

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