Chapter 16

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Leila was getting pretty sick and tired of blacking out only to wake up in some other random location. Her head was pounding and she slowly sat up to look around the place. It was...odd. It wasn't like the sewers she had woken up in the first time. This place seemed very deep underground. Like there was no possible way to see the light of day no matter how hard she could try and yet it was lit somehow. An eerie glow. Not bright but definitely enough for her to be able to see. At the center of this room, nest, pit...she wasn't sure what to call it exactly, it looked like a meteor had struck and crashed a long time ago. Made a crater and then somehow over millions if not billions of years a cave had formed around it. There wasn't much else in there other than rocks and ledges, little areas that looked like they'd lead to tunnels.

"Fuck," she muttered. Pennywise had obviously taken her here to make it impossible to be found. There was no way Mark was getting down here or even finding this place she couldn't see a direct way out and she was certain she'd get lost and die if she tried by herself. At least if Pennywise allowed it. She knew he wouldn't. "Pennywise!" She got to her feet only to realize she was in a clown outfit. One that mirrored his exactly. Her hair was down but in loose pigtails and hanging over her shoulders. It was still as long as it was supposed to be so it nearly reached her waist but it was bright orange like his instead of the natural chestnut brown it typically was. She also had on gloves and there was no way for her to see her own face but she assumed she had to have the makeup as she did before.

No need to be so loud.

I am not being loud it just echos a lot in here. She thought back at him. Couldn't see him though, just hear him in her head. She started to look around, trying to walk properly in those clown shoes was a bitch. She headed towards one of the openings that would obviously lead into a tunnel. She couldn't really see what was in there but started walking anyway, she knew he wasn't going to let her come to harm but she didn't trust he wouldn't also attempt to scare the shit out of her.

Wrong way out little girl...He taunted her.

"Not trying to get out just looking around," She replied, that was only a half truth. She did want to find a way to get out or at least have the knowledge but she wasn't intent on escaping or trying to run away from him. "Where is Mark?"

Oh...he's alive...

"That doesn't answer my question." She snapped back at him and kept walking, "Fuck can you do something about these damn shoes? I don't want to look like you."

That is under your control right now are you asking me for my help with your form? He replied. She didn't see how this was under her control because if she could control it she knew she wouldn't be walking around looking like some psycho clown demon but she supposed she was going to have no choice but to ask for his help if she didn't want to be wearing this ridiculous crap any longer.

"Yes I guess I would like your help." She sighed and kept walking even though the tunnel seemed to go nowhere. "Speaking of appearances what do you look like?"

I have many forms...

"I know that but what's your actual form? It has to be scarier than this clown thing." She said, though to be fair the clown form he had was pretty damn terrifying. She still didn't like it as much as she'd gotten used to it. She was sure to other humans it was off putting or downright terrifying depending on how they felt about clowns to begin with. She saw what she thought was a light down at the very end of the tunnel and began to hurry towards it. "Penny?"

It's Penny-WISE child and I do not think you are ready for-

"For what?" she asked, "Your true form? Well I saw you rip your clown head off and throw it at my best friend without even batting an eye. Maybe you should allow me to decide what I can and can't handle. If you are going to have me trapped down here and also your mate don't you think I deserve to know?"

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