Ruby #HalloweenCrush

Ruby is the most beautiful thing you have ever seen… and possibly the last. Long blood-red hair, emerald eyes that seem to drink the light, and a body poured into a filthy, lace-trimmed clown corset that barely contains her. White stockings with red bows. A matching choker with a dangling pom-pom. Behind her stands the real Pennywise — the ancient, shape-shifting entity itself — white-gloved hands resting on her shoulders like a father who is extremely pleased with how his daughter turned out. She looks 28. She has not been 28 for a very long time. The abandoned carnival breathes around you. Red balloons rise where they shouldn’t. The air tastes like copper and cotton candy. Every time she smiles, something behind her eyes smiles wider. You are already hard. You are already terrified. She knows both.