It works for them... why not?

Others who still don't have names

Others who still don't have names

Once Jack locks the door to room 227, the macabre laughter could still be heard from the hallway, at which point Will pauses the video.

Everyone was, once again, completely silent, their skin was pale and the younger boys looked like they wanted to vomit, yet, all eyes were on him.

He wanted nothing more than to take the bottle that was still next to Eddie, but he knew he couldn't, even if he tried.

So swallowing the bile that rose up in her throat she answered -well, I know what everyone is thinking, and I want to make it clear "I don't know"... those are Danny's memories, not Will's, and he has them very well hidden... I don't know what happened in that room, I don't know what she did to us, I don't want to know... if that makes me a coward, I can live with it-

11 asks somewhat doubtfully -I don't understand... Will is Danny, right?-

Will sighs and answers -it's complicated... it's like you, you're 011 and you're also Jane- she thinks about it and nods.

Then he continues - sometimes I'm Will, sometimes I'm Danny, sometimes I'm Others who still don't have names, sometimes I'm all of them at the same time... Tony, I was Will from the time I disappeared until the portal closed, but now the others are back, and... I know, I know I must sound like some kind of crazy person to you, but... -

His shaking hand was held by another, by Mike's, and he says calmly - I know, there are days that I can't make Richie shut up no matter how hard I try -

Max puts a hand on his shoulder and says - it's getting harder and harder for me to stop Ziggy from going out to do bad things to people we don't like –

Steve on the other side, adds with melancholy -there are days when I want nothing more than to be Stevie and cry myself to sleep-

Hopper answers somewhat uncomfortably -look, whoever you are, we're with you, we all have things hidden in our minds that we want to forget... but now we don't have many options, they're here and they surely want us to know about them for a reason-

Eddie adds -without judging you little bastard... in the end we'll all end up just as dirty- hiding the bottle on the other side of the couch when he notices the younger's wandering gaze.

Lucas mutters -I'm starting to feel a bit left out, actually...- Dustin adds -something weird happened to me at camp too, but I don't think I'll show up... too bad-

Nancy tells them -our past might be boring compared to theirs... but who knows about the future- shrugging her shoulders, making both boys look at each other a bit worried.

Will finally says -okay, with that cleared up- and plays the video again.

Watching Dick's entire journey to get to the Overlook was both hopeful and stressful for everyone, knowing that they were against the clock and that Jack's condition kept getting worse and worse.

For some strange reason, everyone simultaneously felt a little dizzy when Dick drove past a group of police officers on the road surrounding two Volkswagen Beetles that had crashed into each other, one yellow and one red.

I tried to make this longer, but I honestly think I'm almost done with everything I wanted to change or suggest, so don't be too surprised if the next one turns out to be the end, I know it can be a bit disappointing, but I'd rather invite you to think about how those holes could be better filled.

I for one am almost done with "this" movie and I promise you, I have a great ending in mind.

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