Shut Up, Tozier || R•T [✔]

Projectors and Disputes

                    

Bill pushed the map up onto the wall and immediately walked over to the projector. He pushed in the 'Old Derry' map before flipping on the projector. He lined up the two maps as Mike pulled the garage door closed.

"Look." Bill said pointing to the map in front of them. "That's where G-G-Georgie disappeared." Sam shuddered at the thought, losing her uncle was hard enough, she couldn't imagine losing a sibling. "There's the Ironworks. And the Black Spot. Everywhere It happens, it's all... c-connected by the sewers. And they all meet up at the-"

"The Well House." Ben finished.

"That's the house on Neibolt Street." Sam said quietly.

"You mean that creepy house where all the junkies and hobos live?" Richie asked, turning to Bill with a grimace. Eddie took a deep inhale from his inhaler, Sam didn't need to know why it bugged him, so she just rubbed his back gently in hopes he would gain some of his breath.

"I hate that place... It always feels like it's watching me." Beverly said, rubbing her hands together uncomfortably.

"That's where I saw it. That's where I saw the clown." Eddie puffed out, clearly short of breath.

"That's where It lives." Sam said.

Eddie took another puff from his inhaler

"I can't imagine anything wanting to live there." Stan said, joining the conversation.

Eddie jumped up from his seat and stepped in front of the map. "Can we stop talking about this?! I-I-I can barely breathe! This is summer! We're kids! I can barely breathe! I'm having a flipping asthma attack! I am not doing this!" Eddie finished his ramble, turning around and ripping the map from the thumb-tacks that hung it. 

"Hey! Put the map back!" Bill exclaimed, annoyed at Eddie's lash out.

Eddie shook his head "Uh-Uh." He mumbled sternly.

But nobody objected this time, for their attention was drawn to the fact the projector began to flip through images by itself.

"Do you guys see that?" Sam asked slowly. This caught Eddie's attention, making him turn around too. Eddie slowly walked away from the wall as Bill lightly hit the top of the projector.

"What's g-going on?"

The room was only filled with the clicks the projector made as it scrolled frame from frame. The projector stopped on a picture, zooming in on Georgie's face before migrating over to the covered face of Mrs. Denbrough. The clicks became faster by the second, the room still stayed quiet. It was only when the hair began to move from "Mrs. Denbrough's" face, revealing a clown they knew all too well, when Richie snapped out of the trance.

"What is that! What is that!" Richie yelled, turning to Eddie and grabbing him by the shirt.

"I don't know!" He yelled in a reply, not letting his eyes move from the clown.

A small silence passed over as images flicked past them in frames, revealing more and more of the clown's sinister smile.

"TURN IT OFF!" Sam shouted, turning to Bill. "BILL, TURN IT OFF!" Sam shouted even louder. Yet Bill wasn't listening, as if he was in some sort of trance with the flashing clown.

Mike didn't waste any more time, he kicked the projector to the floor. Yet it didn't help. The clown reappeared, just slightly blurry and distorted this time.

This time nobody said anything, all that could be heard were the deep breaths the losers were taking and the clicks of the projector.

It jumped out.

It was absolutely huge.

It lunged straight at Sam. 

"SAM!" She heard Richie call out to her before she was shoved into the wall by a massive hand. 

Her back hit the wall, crashing to the stone floor directly afterword. Her vision blurred from the impact, but she could still make out the gigantic figure now coming towards Beverly.

"Bev no!" Sam shouted, stumbling towards her. She wanted to jump in front of the beast, but hands came around her waist and held her back. 

Sam screamed, she didn't know what had grabbed her.

Then light flooded the garage, the clown was gone and Beverly moved her hands from her eyes. When Sam continued to fight the thing that grabbed her, it spoke.

"Sam, Sam, calm down! It's me!" Stan's voice spoke into her slightly ringing ears. She spun around, looking him in the face. Suddenly she broke into tears and buried her face into his shirt. He slowly wrapped his hands around her.

"Guys, I don't think Sam is okay..." Stan choked out, stroking Sam's hair. "She never used to do this."

"Come here baby-girl." Richie said, walking over to the two, Stan passed Sam over to Richie. She immediately continued crying, just into Richie's shirt instead.

The attention of the three was averted to the door of the garage when Bill spoke.

"So let's go." He said as if what he meant was obvious.

"Go? Go where?" Sam said through tears while Richie rubbed her back.

"Neibolt. T-That's where G-Georgie is."

"After that?" Stan asked.

"Yeah. It's summer. We should be outside." Richie chimed in.

"If you say it's summer o-one m-more time!" Bill snapped before storming over to his bike and riding off.

Sam pushed away from Richie, he tried to grab at her wrist but she ran to her bike, catching up with Bill. She knew very well that she wasn't letting Bill face this alone. They rose together, they will fall together. She let the wind dry her tears, it wasn't the time to break down, she had done enough of that fro one day.