Shut Up, Tozier || R•T [✔]

Goodbye, Tozier.

Since Sam had blacked out, she didn't realize that the moment she did, the door flew open.

Sam's unconscious figure fell to the wooden floor as all of the water vanished. It didn't flood out, it didn't drain, it vanished. Bill and Richie (who were the ones who opened the door) hadn't even known the water had been there. The only trace of water left was the fact that Sam remained drenched.

"Sam!" Richie yelled, running over to her. "SHE'S NOT BREATHING BILL! BILL SHE ISN'T BREATHING!" Richie yelled frantically as he shook Sam, tears already spilling from his eyes.

Richie pressed his lips to hers and began doing CPR as accurate as he could. He's 13 and hasn't ever taken any sort of class for it, cut him some slack! He began pushing on her chest quite aggressively.

"BREATHE SAMANTHA! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD BREATHE!" He was shouting as Bill watched in horror in the background.

Suddenly the sound of a gasp filled the air as Sam came back to them. Richie gasped as well before breaking out into a laughter of relief. Sam spit water and coughed a few times

"Oh thank God!" Richie sobbed out, a smile on his tear stained face.

"Richie?" She said, her vision blurred, then she passed out again from exhaustion, darkness taking over her. This time she was breathing though, so the other two in the room knew their were bigger tasks at hand than trying to wake her up.

"Come on R-Richie we need t-to find Eddie!" Bill said as Richie scooped Sam up in his arms.

"HELP! HELP!" They heard Eddie cry from downstairs. The two quickly started running towards the sound.

They bust through a door, immediately seeing a clown towered over Eddie, his hand placed on the small boy's face.

"Oh, God. Eddie!" Richie said, looking at the boy.

Before Eddie could say anything back the clown began to speak.

"This isn't real enough for you Billy?" He smiled. Before his facial expression turned into that of fake-hurt. "I'm not real enough for you?" His sinister smile quickly returned as he kept talking. "It was real enough for Georgie." He let out a strong cackle and he released Eddie and lunged at Bill.

Richie spun around, his back to the clown, shielding Sam's limp figure.

But before the clown reached the three, it froze and let out a cry of pain when Beverly shoved a rusty metal fence post through his eye.

"Get Eddie!" Bill demanded, pointing at him. The losers all ran to the boy. Stan ran over to Richie and took Sam from his arms while Richie crouched down next Eddie. 

"What happened to her!?" Stan asked worriedly.

"I don't freaking know Stanley! But I'm sure she'll tell you when she isn't a vegetable!" Richie yelled as he examined Eddie's arm. 

All of their attention was re-positioned to the clown that spun to face them. His face was now more mangled than before. He then took a huge step towards the losers, laughing manically and revealing a clawed hand.

The clown spun around quickly and in the process, ripped open Ben's stomach with the fence post that was stuck through his face.

Ben fell back into Mike who caught him, and the clown retreated into a doorway.

"D-Don't let him get away!" Bill called, standing up and making his way to where the clown had left. He walked down, but quickly came back up when he heard the screams of his friends.

"NOO!" Eddie screamed at Richie.

"I UM! I'M GOING TO SNAP YOUR ARM INTO PLACE!" He yelled back as he motioned to the boy's arm.