Merely gazing at It, Annan felt his breathing become labored.
He vividly experienced an intense shudder coursing through his entire body, a feeling of lethargy injected into his brain through his vision, a tangible fear that shackled his limbs like fetters, and an almost material sense of despair suffusing the air around him...
—Trembling, fear, lethargy, despair.
However, unfortunately for It...
None of these things were particularly effective against Annan.
Even so... Annan was able to make a judgment based on common sense.
This extremely tall freak.
He must be the skeleton lord that he and the players kept talking about...
If it were anyone other than himself appearing before It, even the best outcome would be to flee in total embarrassment.
If their perception were a little sharper, they might even go insane at a glimpse of It...
That wasn't even a face-to-face encounter.
