It’s Halloween night and a group of young adults in their twenties took to carousing their way through Derry, costumed and tipsy. Being the new one in town, they all suddenly decided to visit Neibolt Street, specifically 29 Neibolt Street.
They called it a Rite of Passage, something they had all done as teenagers. The dare: go into the abandoned house and stay inside for five minutes. Easy peasy, you only had to stay inside for five whole minutes.
And that was how she found herself in the middle of the opening foyer of 29 Neibolt, arms wrapped tight around her middle, heart hammering rabbit fast in her chest. Thus far, a whole minute has now passed, allowing her to slowly relax. It’s just an old, abandoned house, nothing to be scared of right?
Then she heard it, a footstep, a board creaking, groaning beneath new weight. Swallowing a gasp, nearly choking on it, she spun around and stared at a ...clown?
“What are you doing here?” asked not in fear, but instead annoyance, the woman calming herself down. “Someone else put you up to this too?”
[‘ello! I saw you were open to RP asks. This OC can perish to IT or if you wish, the story can go on. 😊 I leave it to the mods! Thank you! ]
*The clown simply stares down at you for a good moment, a grin on Its face before It lets out a laugh. Amused and delighted by the initial shock. The laugh dies down but the grin remains.*
*The clown takes you in for a few seconds. Then It moves, circling you before coming to a stop in front of you again* Say... Aren't you a little too old for dares? And what kind of friends do you have? They are gone. Ran away. Are they too coawardly? Too scared? Or simply a bunch of pricks?
