Trips. (Angst, Action.)

Caught Me Off Guard.

The door opened to the same room that held the three doors. Although, the door with the three question marks was now boarded up.

"Fuck.." Beverly mumbled, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"We still have two more to do," Stanley said as they all approached the doors.

"Oh trust m-me, you don't want to go through playground," Bill said, walking up to the door and standing in front of if, back to the door.

"What?" Ben asked.

"I've seen things in there. Scary things," Bill said.

"Alright. Well, if you got out of there, you can lead us through it," Beverly pointed out, causing a sigh to come from between Bill's pursed lips.

"Fine, c-come on," he mumbled, opening the door which slammed once everyone had entered. Eddie pushed off of Richie and walked in on his own. Richie just let him.

The same voice as earlier when Bill entered the playground talked, telling them exactly what It told Bill.

He led them towards the table with the instructions, giving it to Beverly to read. "Uhh, 'escape the playground, use whistle to see if enemy is close, don't use whistle too much, use tree fort'? What even is this?" Beverly asked, looking up from the paper.

Bill grabbed a whistle off of the mini circular table where the paper was and held it up. "Whistle. Everyone gets one. We need these to es-s-scape," Bill instructed.

Once everyone grabbed a whistle, Eddie spoke up. "And uh, who's the 'enemy?'"

"Oh, you'll see," Bill mumbled, traumatized. He began to walk into the playground, and after exchanging looks, everyone else followed. "Come in h-here guys, y-y-you have to find the red door in this p-place."

"This is fucked up, dude," Richie said, examining the outside of the fort.

"Tell me about it," Bill chuckled.

"Oh fuck off, I HATE mannequins," Stanley groaned, looking around at each one.

"Okay, there's mannequins, obviously, y-you blow the whistle," Bill instructed once they were in, blowing it as an example.

"What is this..?" Beverly whispered to herself, looking around in awe at the ablaze area.

The mannequins were all dormant, that was until Bill peeked his head around the corner. He saw what he had avoided earlier.

"She's over th-there," Bill pointed to an area, though a large, rubber gate stood in front of him, limiting access to what he could see.

"Ohh, she's right there!" Richie pointed out, showing she wasn't as far as Bill thought. Though, he was only pointing to a dormant mannequin.

"No no, there's only one that's al-l-live. You gotta blow the whistle, that's ho-how you're gonna avoid her," Bill informed.

"So you're telling me that the whole time's we've been wandering around aimlessly, you've been stuck in here?" Stanley asked.

"Yeah," Bill said, blowing the whistle. "I didn't know what to do at first, I c-couldn't get out."

"What do we do? What do you do when-" Beverly asked, about to walk into another section of the playground before being cut off.

"No, no! Don't go, don't go," Bill reiterated cautiously. She turned around and cocked an eyebrow.

They walked around in a group very slowly, blowing their whistles every now and then. To their luck, nothing had come out yet. They were slightly scattered around one of the 'halls' in the playground when one blew their whistle and Bill watched one of the mannequins move.