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!

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

For a moment he felt a wild hope: perhaps this really was a nightmare. Perhaps he would awake in his own bed, bathed in sweat, shaking, maybe even crying . . . but alive. Safe....

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

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

stop now before i kill youa word to the wise from your friendPENNYWISE

Pelit itu payah! Hemat itu jenius!