🎬 DPA Case File #005 — The Shape and the Shadow: The Carnival That Forgot to Laugh
Filed under: Dept. of Petty Affairs / Cross-Dimensional Horror Audit / Halloween at Derry Continuation
[EXT. DERRY FAIRGROUNDS – OCTOBER 29, 2:13 A.M.]
The carnival’s been closed for thirty years. The Ferris wheel leans like it’s drunk, the carousel horses grin with cracked teeth, and the prize booth still smells faintly of popcorn and fear.
Tonight, the lights flicker back on by themselves. One by one.
A banner unfurls across the main gate, written in red balloon string:
🎈 THE SHOW MUST GO ON 🎈
The fog rolls in again, this time thicker — the kind that hums when you breathe near it.
[INT. BIG TOP – CONTINUOUS]
Inside, the circus tent is impossibly big — rows of seats curving into the dark, calliope music echoing backwards.
Spotlights sweep over an empty ring. Confetti drifts from nowhere.
Then he appears: Pennywise. Paint smeared, eyes flicking between gold and blue. One half of his face grins — the other looks exhausted.
He bows toward the darkness.
“Ladies and gentlemen… boys and girls… the silent man in the mask!”
Applause plays from invisible speakers. Balloons fall from the ceiling, each one painted with a white mask.
He waits for a reaction. None comes.
[WIDE SHOT — THE AUDIENCE]
Every seat in the stands is filled… with copies of Michael Myers. Masks unmoving, eyes reflecting the light like dead glass. Hundreds of them.
Pennywise blinks, the grin faltering. He laughs nervously.
“Now that’s… that’s new.”
A faint breathing fills the tent. All at once, every copy tilts its head in unison.
PENNYWISE:
“You’re supposed to scream, you know. You’re ruining my bit!”
The lights flicker. Half the audience vanishes. The rest start standing up.
[CARNIVAL COLLAPSE SEQUENCE]
The clown panics — tries every trick in the Rolodex.
- He turns into Laurie Strode — sobs.
- He becomes Loomis — yells warnings.
- He becomes Judith — whispers Michael’s name.
Each illusion blinks out against the white mask. He tries to shift into The Shape itself — but the mirror cracks and bleeds.
“Why won’t you play with me?” he screams.
The tent groans, poles bending inward like ribs. Myers walks through falling confetti — slow, steady, unstoppable.
[SLOW MOTION — FINAL FACE-OFF]
Pennywise’s laughter distorts. He switches back and forth between forms — Curry, Skarsgård, something older. Balloons pour from his mouth; the paint starts to melt off.
He charges — all teeth and color and desperation. Myers simply steps forward, catches the clown’s wrist mid-swing, and snaps it clean.
Silence.
A single balloon floats between them. Michael pops it with his knife. The echo lasts longer than the sound should.
[DPA MEMO — INTERNAL NOTE]
“Observation: Entity IT initiated full-scale psychological warfare. Results: Ineffective. Emotional interference: none. Structural integrity of local reality: compromised. Subject ‘The Shape’ advancing toward sewer sector. Recommend containment? Too late.”
— Jerry ‘The Ankle Biter’ Silverhand · Tribunal Chair
[ENDING SHOT]
The tent deflates. The fog absorbs the lights. Somewhere deep below, Pennywise’s voice whispers, hoarse and small:
“You’re not fun at all…”
Michael keeps walking — straight toward the drain. Knife in hand. Breathing steady. Halloween just became an extinction-level event.
TO BE CONTINUED — PART III: “The Sewer That Stopped Laughing.”
Filed and witnessed by: Jerry “The Ankle Biter” Silverhand · Tribunal Chair, Dept. of Petty Affairs · Glitch Council Liaison
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