Seven, Richie thought. That's the magic number. There has to be seven of us. That's the way it's supposed to be.

stop now before i kill you
a word to the wise from your friend
PENNYWISE

Want a balloon?

Oh Christ, he groaned to himself, if this is the stuff adults have to think about I never want to grow up

Eddie discovered one of his childhood's great truths. Grownups are the real monsters, he thought.

Kill you all!" The clown was laughing and screaming. "Try to stop me and I'll kill you all! Drive you crazy and then kill you all! You can't stop me!