꧁𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝꧂

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ʙɪʟʟ's ᴘᴏᴠ

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I ran towards the sound of my name, it echoed loudly as I clutched Mike's gun in my shaking had.

"Georgie?" I whispered as I was the sight of my mutated little brother in front of me. "What took you so long?" He asked as he progressed closer to me, "I was looking f-for you this w-whole time." I stutter. The pain in his voice mentally pained me, he used to be so happy. If I would have been there, he wouldn't have gone missing. It was all my fault.

"I couldn't find my way out of here. He said I could have my boat back, Billy." Georgie said as I noticed the paper boat he held, the same one I made for him on the very day he went missing.

"Was she fast?" I said as I smile faintly, the thought of Georgie still being alive just made be relieved, I got my little brother back.

I heard a few footsteps approaching me, I turned my head to see all of my friends together, confused by the sight of Georgie.

"I couldn't keep up with it." Georgie said with a playful smile. I missed him so much. "She, Georgie. We call boats she". I reminded him with a quiver in my voice as tears formed in my eyes.

This wasn't Georgie. I hate the fact I am admitting this, but Georgie is dead. This isn't him.

"Take me home, Billy." He says. "I miss you I wanna be with mom and dad." He cries. "I-I miss you too, m-more than anything." I cry.

I raise the gun towards Georgie, who had made his way to right in front of me.

"But your not Georgie." I said as I held the gun to his head.

'bang'

I pulled the trigger.

I just stood, Georgie's lifeless body fell to the floor with a shot straight through his skull.

What have I done?

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ʏ/ɴ's ᴘᴏᴠ

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Bill stood, shaking looking down at his lifeless brother. We all approached his to comfort him just as the body started to make movement.

Georgie's yellow rain coat and green boots soon transformed into a dirty, discoloured white clown costume with gloves and red accents.

shit.

The clown was fully formed, the sinister smile and devilish eyes remained the same each time and scared me more than the last.

"KILL IT BILL!" Eddie screamed. "BILL KILL IT" Beverly yelled." "HOLY SHIT BILL SHOOT THAT SON OF A BITCH!" I panicked as I picked up a baseball bat from the tower of toys in the centre of the room.

Bill approached with the gun again, "BILL ITS NOT LOADED" Mike yelled. It was to late, Bill had pulled it. The clown froze for a spilt second, laughed menacingly and came towards Bill.

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3ʀᴅ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ᴘᴏᴠ (ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇs)

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