Imagine, if you will, a world so far into the future that our civilization doesn't exist anymore. No one even remembers it was here. Their archaeologists are digging to find out if there was life on earth before them, or whatever their futuristic name for this planet will be. They only find one artifact, and it's a hardcover copy of IT by Stephen King.
They don't realize it's fiction. They think it's our Bible, that we believed in this crazy creature from outer space that can make itself look like anything a person is afraid of, and that it was our devil figure to some weird turtle god. That our prophet was an ancient king by the name of Stephen, and he was versed in archaic ceremonies like something called the Ritual of Chud, which just doesn't sound possible unless we had extra mouths and tongues. Did we?
And then I wonder what they would think of That Scene. You know what I'm talking about.
Goddammit, my head is horrible sometimes.
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