Daniel's POV
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"Shit!" I say, running down the street trying to catch up to the drone.
Luckily, it starts sinking to the ground as the rain starts pouring down, giving me enough time to get back home.
The drone starts shifting to the right of the road, towards the sewer drain.
"No!No!No!" I practically shout, running faster so I could catch it. But it was no use. The drone slipped down the sewer, making a loud snapping noise.
Crap.
I kneel down in front of the drain, seeing where I dropped it and if I could reach it. Instead of seeing the drone, I saw complete darkness.
"Great. Just great!" I said to myself.
Or so I thought.
"Oh it's not so bad." I hear someone say below.
"Hello? Is someone down there?" I ask.
"Oh yes."
I see a pale, white face rising up in the sewer.
Oh fuck.
It's a clown.
"Oh hell no."
I immediately stand up and walk away.
"But didn't you want this?"
I turn around and see the person holding my drone out of the sewer.
"I actually did . But no thanks."
"Well , if you change your mind I'll leave it right here."
He drops it onto the ground and slides his hand out of the drain.
I actually wanted the drone as stupid as it sounds. I'll just grab it quickly.
I slowly walk over to grab the drone . As I reach down, I hear a whisper.
"Oops."
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Why Don't We? (An 'IT' Story)
Horror"IT lives there." "We need to go there." "Why Don't We?"
