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It was dark.

Roman opened his eyes and sat up in the bed. He glanced around the room. Sasha was gone.

"Sasha?" he called out.

But there was no answer. In fact, there was nothing at all. The entire house was silent. He walked down the hall of the Neibolt house.

"Sasha." He called out more sternly

But once again, there was no sign of Sasha anywhere. His steps began to quicken through the house. He stopped right outside the library, a place she spent most of her time. His eyes widened when he realized the room was trashed. Roman rushed inside, scanning the entire room. The books, the furniture…ripped to pieces. All of the literature she loved, destroyed.

Roman narrowed his eyes, this was his illusion, his sanctuary he made for Sasha. Who or what could have made this mess?

Suddenly Roman jolted his head back at the sound of an infant child screaming a floor above. His face slowly started turning a sickly pale color, his red grin drawing itself across his face. The clown's ember eyes illuminated in the darkness.

Pennywise walked over to the cracked open door in a separate room at the end of the corridor. The crying didn't stop, it echoed throughout the house. The floorboards creaking after every step he took.

The clown stopped at the door before lifting his arm and cautiously pressing it open. His eyes looked around the room until they fell on a dark figure standing in the corner. He took a step closer and paused. The moonlit window in between the two.

He narrowed his eyes, staring at the intruder. The figure's neck snapped to the side, he could hear chuckling. They were standing in front of a small bloody bassinet. The figure sluggishly turned its head to reveal bright green glowing eyes glowering at Pennywise.

The door slammed shut, but the clown didn't jump, he only watched the figure slowly stepped out of the shadows. Pennywise barred his teeth at the sight of the demon standing before him, smirking.

Aiden's face was even paler than before, there were specks of black ash scattered across his body and face. The large bloody red gash across his neck stood out in the moonlight.

Aiden winked, "You know, if you're planning on raising your kid here. You might wanna think about redecorating," he glanced around the run-down room.

Pennywise clenched his gloved fists, "Where is she?"

Aiden scoffed, "How the hell should I know? You're the one playing house with her," he reached into his pocket and took out a packet of cigarettes.

The clown continued to stare at him. But Aiden continued to light the cigarette and take a long drag, smoke seeping out of the lesion on his throat as well as his mouth.

He blew out the rest of the smoke and smirked, "Although I've gotta say, it is pretty cozy in here," he dropped his hand and laughed, there was dark ash falling out of his silver hair. Pennywise took a step closer, while Aiden backed away.

The demon raised his hands defensively, "Calm down big guy, I really didn't take her," he lowered his hands and crossed his arms, leaning against the wall, "But you might wanna watch out for that kid of yours."

The clown gave a look of confusion, which pleased Aiden. He took one last puff and tossed the blunt to the ground, stepping on it and putting it out.

The demon's eyes looked passed Pennywise. The clown lowered his head and turned slowly until he spotted a young boy with deep brown hair and bright green eyes staring up at him. A blank expression on his face. There was blood all over his mouth, dripping down his clothes onto to the dusty floor.

"Huh, well what do you know?" Aiden stated, "He has her eyes."

Pennywise furrowed his brows and looked down at the boy, there was a blood trail behind him. Leading out into the hallway. Pennywise turned his head back to see Aiden was gone.

"I'm hungry daddy," the boy spoke

The clown stepped back, he twisted his face in disapproval at the sound of the boy calling him dad. Then it hit him, Pennywise quirked his head….Where did the blood come from?

He rushed passed the boy and followed the trail down to the basement of the house. He immediately stopped when he saw her.

Sasha lied motionless on the ground, just before the bloody well that led into the sewers below. Her eyes were open and lifeless. She was covered in blood, her wrists, throat and just about every part of her body was gashed up. Pennywise stared at her with wide eyes, the color of his orbs changing back to a blue hue. He took gradual steps to her body and knelt down, picking her up in his arms.

He grazed a shaky gloved hand across her face to wipe her hair off, he held his breath in shock. He couldn't speak, Sasha had no pulse, no glow, no anything. She was dead. He dropped his head and held her body close to his.

The clown could hear Aiden's snickering from behind, "Oh my," he started, leaning over his shoulder, "what a mess."

Sasha started turning to ash in his arms, the clown's head frantically scanned her body, he grasped onto her until she was complete ash. Black dust flying down into the well.

"Is it too soon to talk about custody?" he mocked

Pennywise growled and snapped his hand back to clutch onto Aiden's throat. The demon gagged but smiled down at him.

"Your problems haven't even started lover boy," he threatened

The clown squeezed his throat, blood started seeping out even faster. Aiden grunted.

"Daddy?"

Pennywise turned to see the young boy standing in front of the well. There were shadowy figures appearing from the darkness. Their eyes were glowing green as they hissed at him.

He licked his lips and stepped closer, his voice dropping down several octaves, "Aren't you going to feed me daddy?"

"Kids. Am I right?" Aiden joked

Pennywise barred his teeth and looked up to Aiden, the demon's body fading into dust as it had before. The last thing he did was wink at the clown and whisper, "Dasvidaniya Pennywise."

The clown frowned and looked back to the boy, who continued to walk towards him. He smiled innocently. With a quick wave of his hand the demons surrounding the room bolted from the shadows for Pennywise. Each one grabbing at him and dragging him down, closer to the well. The clown couldn't understand why they were overpowering him, he clawed at the dirt, trying to free himself. But nothing worked.

"Amidst the mist of the coldest frosts," the boy started

He reached up for the bloody stones and held onto them tightly. The boy walked over to him, he peered down at the clown. Pennywise stared at him in confusion, this child was not afraid.

"He thrusts his fists against the posts."

He lifted his tiny foot and stepped on his father's hand. More demons walking out of the darkness, standing behind the boy.

"And still insists he sees the ghosts," he twisted his foot, Pennywise' grip loosening. The boy leaned down and whispered, "I love you daddy."

Finally, Pennywise couldn't hold on any longer, he was dragged down into the well.

"No!" he growled

He could hear the laughing of children as he descended. He stared at the boy until darkness took over.

Roman shot up from the bed in a cold sweat. He panted as he looked around the room to see everything back to normal.

Nothing was decrepit, nothing was destroyed.

"Roman?"

He turned his head to see Sasha looking up at him with worried eyes. She sat up and grabbed his hand, giving a reassuring squeeze.

"Sasha?" he whispered in disbelief

She softened her eyes and gave a warm smile, rubbing his back with the other hand. She leaned over and kissed his cheek, pulling him back down and holding him close.

Her chin atop of his head, she ran her fingers through his brown hair, "It's okay," she whispered, "It was just a dream."