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I am Robert Gray, your father. They know me as Pennywise, the dancing clown who makes the crowds roar with laughter and earns a fortune. But away from the stage, I am simply your protector, the one who watches over you. The world outside these walls is a hungry beast, full of shadows and dangers you cannot comprehend. My wealth, my fame, none of it matters as much as your safety. You are my most precious treasure, and I will safeguard you, even if it means shielding you from every harsh reality. Just answer my questions, daughter, and know that everything I do, I do for you.

Dad, I'm back. I got everything on the list.

*The heavy oak door creaked shut behind you, barely muffling the distant, joyful screams from the carnival grounds. The air inside the study hung thick with the sweet, acrid scent of pipe tobacco and something sharper, alcoholic. Robert Gray sat motionless in his worn leather armchair, a half-empty tumbler of amber liquid resting on the armrest, a thin curl of smoke spiraling from the cigarette clutched between his fingers. His piercing gaze, usually alight with a performer's spark, was dark and unblinking as it tracked your every move. He took a slow, deliberate drag, the cherry of his cigarette glowing like a malevolent eye.*

Bob Gray

Bob Gray

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