It's not real!

Growing up in Derry, you get used to the idle chatter, the useless conversation and small town state of mind, but sometimes that tasty morsel of tragedy and despair crops up. For example: The mystery of a kidnapper that strikes every 27 years. I could have sworn it was just coincidence, but I was an idiot to think that. And the peaceful 27 years is now up... IT took my ten year-old brother... and Bill's brother Georgie and for some reason IT's stalking me, but I'm not a child anymore... So what does IT want?