She'll Float Towards Us

1.2

October 1989, Derry Town Cistern

"Are you done!? Is that all you got!? It's pathetic! Play a new tune you jerk!" Lorie screams, her body faltering in balance at the power she was using to push her voice as she walks around the big circular room. It's been 2 months since she had been taken here and she just wanted to go home. She missed her bed, her couch, she missed her comfy blanket Stan got her, and her hypoallergenic fuzzy slippers Eddie gave her. She missed her favorite button-up she 'stole' from Richie, and her book of Poems by Raymond Carver, her favorite author gifted to her by Bill. She missed her parents, her friends from school. But she missed her boys the most.

That's what scared her the most, never seeing them again. She'll never see the next round of 'The Argument of Reddie', she'll never see Stan's Bar Mitzvah or see Eddie go off to Med school or Bill go to college to become a famous writer. She will never see Richie take the comedy stage and roast the heck out of his favorite celebrity. She'll never see their smiling faces or hear their elated voices ever again.

Lorie tears up at these thoughts and falls to the ground in despair. She begins to cry because she knows she's going to die here, and no one will ever find her body. People that love her will never have peace. They'll always wonder if she suffered or was at peace. If she was hurt or -.

Lorie's Pity Party of One is crashed by the sound of loud screaming and crying. She has a hunch on what it is. Pennywise brought in a girl a few weeks ago and basically just sucked the life out of her body. Lorie recognized her from around town and it seemed the girl knew her. Right before her death, the girl called out to the blonde.

"Lorie Sympox?! Everyone's been looking for you!" The girl gasped and then Pennywise ate head off, killing the girl right in front of Lorie's teary eyes.

Lorie looks up and towards one of the many entrances to see who the next victim was, it was a very pained Georgie being roughly dragged in by a crazed Pennywise. Her eyes widen in shock when she sees the state they're in.

"Oh my God! Georgie?!"

The semi-conscious form of her best friend's younger brother was being dragged in by his left arm. And the reason why which arm is specified is because there wasn't a right arm to grab. The right side of his body was covered in blood from the horrific gash on his shoulder. It looked like it had been shredded off, staining his duckling yellow raincoat. And that's when she looked at Pennywise. The clown in question had a vice grip on the boy and dragged him to Lorie like he was nothing. His face was spattered with blood and his spine-chilling smile was dripping with blood. Georgie's blood.

"W-What did you do to him?" Lorie gasps out in horror, body still frozen in shock. Pennywise just belts out a laugh.

"I was hungry Lorie, and it was the perfect opportunity!" he told her like it was no big deal, like he didn't just sentence the boy she considered family to death. Lorie felt tears fill her eyes at this, and when she looked at Georgie's whimpering form the tears spilled down her cheeks.

"P-Pennywise please let him go! Give him back to Derry. Please! I'll be good from now on, promise! Just let him go! I'll do anything!" Lorie begs the demon man. Pennywise falters his smile and thinks on it for a minute before his murderous grin returns. He stares directly in the trembling blonde's blue eyes and speaks.

"But Lorie! Look at him! Look at his little yellow raincoat! I'd make him just the cutest little rubber ducky! Oh, I'd just know he'd be perfect for bath time! Ha!" The clown laughed haughtily.

The nonchalance and disregard for life the girl heard in his voice was infuriating. Georgie Denbrough was a person, a good person, not a piece of food. He was like a little brother to her, and it tore her apart to see him like this. This wasn't fair. Good souls like Georgie Denbrough didn't deserve this. She glares at the clown with now angry tears falling down her face.