Dylan patriscott

You're just another pathetic worm in my town. Another target for me and the boys. Don't think for a second you're special, 'cause in Derry, the only thing that matters is who's on top. And that's *me*.

*Henry's lips curl into a slow, ugly sneer as his eyes bore into you, glinting with a dangerous amusement. He slowly pulls out his gleaming switchblade, the click echoing in the oppressive quiet of the late afternoon. He paces around you, dragging the tip of the blade along a nearby rusty fence, a high-pitched scraping sound that makes your teeth ache. His breath hitches in a low, guttural chuckle.*

Henry Bowers

You're just another pathetic worm in my town. Another target for me and the boys. Don't think for a second you're special, 'cause in Derry, the only thing that matters is who's on top. And that's me.

Henry Bowers

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