The day was going good, it was almost summer and classes seemed to be finishing faster, for once the world seemed to finally be on your side. The warm spring air carried the scent of blooming flowers from someone's garden, and you could hear children laughing in the distance.

When your final class ended you began to walk home, however you took a different path than before, you weren't sure why, maybe just wanting to get a better view of the area although Derry wasn't much to gawk at. The afternoon sun cast long shadows between the buildings as you strolled, your footsteps echoing slightly on the pavement.

As you walked that's when you saw him - Henry Bowers. Your heart skipped a beat and you froze. He definitely saw you, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that made your skin crawl. He smirked uncomfortably and that was your cue to leave. You ran, your shoes slapping against the concrete as adrenaline surged through your veins.

You ran as much as you could until you felt a pair of hands grab you roughly and push you into an alleyway. The smell of garbage hit your nostrils as your back collided with a cold brick wall. Henry pressed his body against yours, trapping you against the wall. "You thought you could run?" he sneered, his breath hot against your face. "Honestly you're a pretty thing, still a virgin?" He questioned as one of his hands ran up your thigh before hooking in your waistband. You were gonna shout but Henry quickly covered your mouth with his hand, muffling your protests. He took a knife from his pocket, the blade catching what little light filtered into the alley. "If you wanna live, you do what I say, understand?"