(Y/n) is asleep after a long time thinking about the clown she accounts earlier during her trip to home. Lays on her bed on her back, sleeping soundly. Until in her dreams, there's something or someone is there haunting her on purpose.

*(Y/n)s' dreams*

(Y/n) wakes up and stood there in shock at her surroundings; a wheat field with the clear blue sky, wind dancing with multicolor rose petals and there straight ahead looks like a person. A man. He turns around and calls (Y/n) to come closer.

"Little one... Come here ..."

The girl jumps off her bed and runs to the man who's calling her to see who it is. It took 50 feet to run and

(Y/n) reaches to the man. When she lay eyes on his face, she gasps. He's handsome. The gorgeous man any woman could lay their eyes on.

"Wow... H-hi. Who are you?"

"I was gonna ask you the same question, little one." The man gives (Y/n) a charming smile.

"(Y/n) (l/n)." (Y/n) studders when she announces her name, but she cracks a smile to him.

"(Y/n)... That's a lovely name. I've seen and met a lot of females and you're better to compare them." The man walks closer to (Y/n), wraps arms around her and lays his head on top of (Y/n)s' head with her (f/c) locks flowing with the wind. Without thinking, slowly hugs the man with blush coloring her face.

"Since we're gonna get to know each other, why not have some fun here?"

(Y/n) thought their fun is gonna be lustful. Dirty mind. She asks.

"How are we gonna get to know one another?"

"How about a game? It's called... We all float down here!"

The last five words shock (Y/n), she looks up and there's the Victorian red and white themed clown she encountered! He laughs and holds her tight as the clouds quickly turn dark, thunder roars, the wind of rose petals turn into ashes, and the valley of wheat turns into a dump-like place full of dead bodies, toys, and garbage.

(Y/n) runs past the old toy items and dead bodies to her bed, grow the blanket around her and shake in cower. A minute pass with no sound, (Y/n) peeks from her bed sheet and Pennywise is nowhere in sight. She sighs in relief and falls asleep. The ash wind blows the blanket from (Y/n)s' body. But hands wraps the covers back to (Y/n). It was pennywise smiling evilly with drool hanging from his lips and glowing red eyes forms.

"You'll float down with me. We All Float Down Here!"

(Y/n) gasp as she woke up from a nightmare. But she sighs as she's still in her bedroom. (Y/n) take a look at her alarm clock and it's three in the morning.

"Goddammit, few more hours."