The near horizontal rain continues pouring with no indication of slowing. An occasional streak of lightning illuminates the twisted trees that surround the house. Wind stirs the clawed branches that appear to seek entry into the dilapidated structure.
The camera gradually sweeps from the front of the house towards the side. A swaying tree temporally obstructs the camera as it moves towards the house. It immerges from the other side, stopping just outside a window. Pennywise sits at a vanity staring at his reflection. He's talking, to whom you do not know. Lightning strikes the tree outside the window causing a brilliant flash. All is white...
You are now inside Pennywise's room. Standing behind him you can see only his reflection. The visage before you is clearly the dark side of PW. The image speaks to him...
"Go to her, and bring her to us. Down here we all FLOAT! Muhahah!"
Over his evil laughter you hear the clown seated before you respond...
"As you wish... my Master"
Pennywise stands and exits the room. The visage suddenly stops laughing and looks directly towards you. His clawed hands without warning clutch the mirror frame, his face draws closer until it seems it's no longer in the mirror. His thick red painted lips part barring big pointy teeth...
BOO!
The camera gradually sweeps from the front of the house towards the side. A swaying tree temporally obstructs the camera as it moves towards the house. It immerges from the other side, stopping just outside a window. Pennywise sits at a vanity staring at his reflection. He's talking, to whom you do not know. Lightning strikes the tree outside the window causing a brilliant flash. All is white...
You are now inside Pennywise's room. Standing behind him you can see only his reflection. The visage before you is clearly the dark side of PW. The image speaks to him...
"Go to her, and bring her to us. Down here we all FLOAT! Muhahah!"
Over his evil laughter you hear the clown seated before you respond...
"As you wish... my Master"
Pennywise stands and exits the room. The visage suddenly stops laughing and looks directly towards you. His clawed hands without warning clutch the mirror frame, his face draws closer until it seems it's no longer in the mirror. His thick red painted lips part barring big pointy teeth...
BOO!