Have you ever read "It"?
This picture freaks me out.
I imagine a half-rotten clown monster down below offering her balloons... Isla can't really understand what the creature is garbling about, so she leans in closer... "choo?" she asks, which could mean any variety of things - from shoes to juice to poop...
No answer....
she gets even closer.
"hey..." the clown monster thing sneers.
"bop bop?" she counters, full of youthful innocence and braggadocio.
Beneath the grate, the beast scowls in contempt. "Come down here! I've got balloons for you..."
Smelling a ruse, Isla balks. "Baoon?"
At this instant - she realizes her mistake - those aren't real balloons - that's a murderous clown down there, not some new plaything!
Even now, she cringes as she recounts her harrowing encounter:
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