Chapter 6

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We walked into the house, looking around. Disturbing, dirty, and ruined. Everything about this I hated but for Bill, my friend, I will do anything to help him. But risking my life might have been a stretch. Richie wandered off and grabbed a paper hanging from cobwebs. He looked at him then started to freak out. Me and Bill ran over to him and looked at the paper. It was a missing poster and it had Ritchie's name, age, face, and all. " GUYS WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!! IT SAYS IM MISSING!! IM NOT MISSING IM RIGHT HERE!!" He kept repeating. " Richie!!" Bill yelled and grabbed the paper out of his grip. " It's not real. It's only trying to mess with your head. " I calmed him down looking him dead in the eye. He nodded and calmed down.
" Hello " cried a voice of a girl. We all jumped a little looking around. " is anyone here. Can someone help me " the voice cried again. The voice came from upstairs.
" Upstairs " I said running up the staircase, the boys followed me. In the middle of the hallway we all stopped at a site of a girl on the ground coughing up blood. " Betty?" I asked stepping closer. The girl nodded and got dragged into the room. The door slamming shut. " We have to go in " I demanded stomping up towards the door. Bills hand shook as he opened the door. When we walked in the door slammed shut as it did when we saw Betty. But this time Eddie was out there. " GUYS OPEN THE DOOR" he shrieked beating on the door. We all yelled and tried to open the door. " Y/N, Richie " I heard a sinister whisper. I looked back and Richie was walking towards the opened door leading into the next room. I tried to get his arm and pull him back but it was too late, we were both in the room. There were white sheets over what looked like statues. Then Eddie came out behind one of the statues. " Eddie!" I whisper shouted. " Where are you dipshit!" Richie whisper shouted as well. Bang! The door closed behind us. We ran towards the door banging on it crying for help. " BILL!" We cried. " GUYS OPEN THE DOOR!" He yelled without a stutter. " WE CANT!" Richie yelled yanking on the handle. I turned around and saw what I'm afraid of the most....clowns. Statues of them that were covered before now revealed. " Richie weren't those statues covered" I said. Richie slowly turned around to face the clowns, his eyes as big as saucers. I walked towards one, looking right in its plastic face. " Y/N what the fuck are you doing!" Richie yelled. " It's not real " I replied. My hand went up from my side, it shakes as it touched the clowns face. I tapped it a couple times and scoffed. " Ha see its fake " I said grabbing Richie's hand and made him touch the clowns face too. " Shit your right " he laughed looking at me with a toothy grin. There was a casket in the back of the room, the lid slowly rose. " oh shit" I mumbled. We walked towards the casket and looked inside.
It had a doll, with the same glasses, clothes, and hair as Richie. He scoffed and closed the casket. I walked back to the door trying to open it. " Y-Y/N?!" Richie stutter behind me. " Not now dipshit I'm trying to get us outta here" I replied. He ran to the door and tried to open it as well. I turned around to see what the big deal was, it was a clown, a real one. " Beep Beep Y/N" it said in a horrific voice. I screamed and tried to open the door until it swung open. I quickly closed it and took a breathe. " W-What happened " bill asked. " no time let's go " I said exploring the other room. Richie explained to bill was happened to us. " Guys look" I said pointing to three doors. " Scary, Very Scary, and Not Scary At All" Richie read aloud. Immediately we ran to ' Not Scary at all '. It was dark, we couldn't see anything.
" Does anybody have my shoe" a faint voice asked. A light flashed on a girl with not bottom half. We all shrieked and closed the door.
" It's not real!!" Bill reminded us. He opened the door again and nothing was there but a hallway.
" HELP ME " a shriek came from down the hall.
" EDDIE!!" I screamed back and ran into the hall.
The clown me and Richie his saw, was about to attack Eddie but then turned to us. It was glaring at Bill. While the thing was distracted  I slowly grabbed a pole from the side of the wall and shoved it there the clowns face. That was our chance to run towards Eddie.
" O MY GOSH YOUR ARM!" I gasped looking at Eddies misshapen arm. " OK IM GOING TO POP YOUR ARM BACK IN PLACE!" Richie instructed. " DO NOT FUCKING TOUCH ME!" Eddie screamed. " EDDIE LOOK AT ME" I said pulling Eddies face to look at mine " LET HIM DO IT WE DONT HAVE TIME". With a loud snap his arm was back in place. But the clown looked at us, it's face was messed up. " GUYS GET OUT OF THERE!" Stan yelled in the door way. We all ran out the door to see the others and Eddies pissed off mom.
" YOUR ALL BAD INFLUENCES I CANT BELIVE I LET MY EDDIE PLAY WITH YOU" She yelled angrily. " M-Ms.K we were just-" " SAVE IT"
Eddie got in the passenger seat of the car, in tears. His mom dropped her keys and I tried to pick them up. " YOU" she yelled pointing at me.
" I KNOW ALL ABOUT YOU BEING LEFT ALONE " she yanked her keys out of my hand and drove away with Eddie.
" D-don't worry guys. W-w-we'll be more pr-pre-prepared next t-time. " Bill beamed.
" There will be no next " Richie scoffed.
" W-what "
" No! Bill your insane" Stan joined in. Bill just stared in shock.
" Look Bill! We basically got saved by a girl, Eddie almost died, and look at this motherfucker he's leaking hamburger helper!" Richie said pointing at Bens stomach which was bleeding from IT.
" Face it Bill Georgie's dead" Richie said pushing Bill. Bill unexpectedly punches Richie and it's a full on fight.
" FUCKING STOP!" I screamed. They all look at me.
" It wants to divide us. And I don't wanna see to of my best friends fight" I explain.
" Then go" Richie mumbled. I walk up to him and punch him in the face. " FUCK YOU" I yelled and grabbed my bike to go home. I was so pissed. I'm sure everyone was. I walk in my house and go straight to my room. I turn in a tape from collection to calm down.

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