'Roses are red, violets are blue, hey, so is blood, let's see what colors are inside of you.' You finally got your R.N. license, board-certified ready for a fresh start...Why did they put you here?

(Y/n)'s different then other kids. He doesn't know his mother. He's mocked over the clothes he wears and his father's 'fey' appearance. He doesn't even seem to have fear. Everyone in town wonders how 'the little dandy' hasn't been taken some how. That kind of thing happens in Derry. It happens all the time. It's a normal occurrence, one that he's used to seeing. Until he became an infuriating puzzle to something lurking beneath the city. I feel some regret for the idea that's plaguing me right now, but eh... I hope it's enjoyable. ~So come and read it if you want to see it ~ No art belongs to me. Pennywise doesn't belong to me, nether does anyone else mentioned from IT. Reader belongs to themselves. all I own is the story line presented here.

[NO LONGER WRITING THIS BOOK] Just short stories of the slashers falling in love with the reader. I take any suggestion and or ideas for killers from you! Updates are very random :} I do not own any characters other than a reoccuring Misha Korinkova!