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"Sydney!"
Suddenly, a large gasp escaped Sydney's lips and she dropped. Mike was quick to rush forwards to try and catch her before her head hit the cold floor.
Sydney clambered up, tears streaming down her pale cheeks as they gathered around her. Eddie brought her in, her head resting against his chest from where he sat behind her.
"Syd! Oh, god." Beverly yelled, letting out a relieved sigh.
"It's okay." Stan breathed, holding her hand tight in his own as she shook.
"I thought we lost you."
"I'm still..." She hyperventilated, her chest heaving. "I'm still here. I'm still here.."
Richie let out a relieved laugh, his hand on her shoulder. "I think I just had a heart attack."
"You'd be dead, Rich." She chuckled breathlessly. Her eyes scanned around as she held onto Eddie's arm.
Stan was next to her, his hand holding onto her free one. Beverly was next to him, a hand on her leg, just holding onto her, as if it would happen against if she let go. Mike was right next to Eddie, a relieved smile on his face. And Ben was next to him, his eyes still filled with concern as he stared at her.
But where was Bill?
"Where's... where's Bill?" She asked, everyone looking around confused.
Sydney was the first to stand up, her entire body still shaking from what had just happened. Eddie followed after, neither letting go of each others hands.
It made them feel safer, to know they were there.
Everyone else stood up with them, standing together and slowly walking forwards. They stopped, however, when they saw Bill.
He was stood almost frozen, staring at something behind a flow of water that was coming out of the walls.
Georgie.
He was smaller than when Sydney last saw him, which was a few days before he disappeared, but maybe that was just because he seemed smaller. He was clutching onto a paper boat, the one Bill had made him, with one hand.
Sydney's eyes widened when she noticed, though. His right arm had been torn off, leaving nothing but a ripped t-shirt. His clothes were dirty, and, like Betty, he looked like he had been down there forever.
"Georgie.." Bill finally let out.
Sydney and the others stayed where they were, watching with worried and sympathetic eyes.
"What took you so long?" Georgie asked, sounding like he were about to start bawling. He walked forwards slowly, limping on his right foot because of his arm.
"I- I was looking for you this whole time." Bill told him.
"I couldn't find my way outta here." He walked closer, "He said I could have my boat back, Billy."
