"beep beep, richie."

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As the loser's climbed up the steps to Neibolt, you noticed Stan wasn't moving an inch.

"Wait!" He called out. "Um...shouldn't we have people keep watch? Y'know, just in case something bad happens?"

"Who w-wa-wants to stay out here?" Bill asked. Everyone but Beverly raised their hands. "Fuck." You said. Bill, you, Richie, and Eddie walked into the old house. It smelled horrid inside. "Can't believe I pulled the short straw. You guys are lucky we aren't measuring dicks." Richie said. "Shut up Richie," Eddie said quietly. "I can smell it," Eddie said. "Don't breathe through your mouth," Richie said. "How come?" Eddie asked. "Because then you're eating it." Eddie gagged and took a hit off of his inhaler.

Richie looked at a spawn of cobwebs. There was another missing kid poster attached to them. Richie walked closer to them and pulled the paper out slowly. He realized it said he was missing. You walked up behind him. "What's that?" You asked.

"I-It says I'm missing." He said shaking. "You're not missing, Richie." You replied. Bill and Eddie walked behind you both. "Police Department, City of Derry. That's my shirt, that's my hair, that's my face." "Calm down this isn't real, Richie!" You reassured. "That's my name, that's my age, that's the date!" Richie kept screaming. "It can't be real, Richie!" Bill yelled. "No, it says it! What the fuck!?" Richie yelled, his voice cracking with emotion. "Am I missing? Am I gonna go missing?!" He kept yelling at you and Bill. "Calm down. Calm down!" You said. Eddie stared in fear.

"Look at me, Richie. You're not missing. That isn't real. IT's playing tricks on you." Bill said while placing his hands on his shoulders. All of a sudden you heard a girl.

"Hello?" She asked. "Somebody help me..please!"

"What the hell?" You asked. You and the boys went up the stairs slowly to see the girl gasping for air on the ground in a doorway. You quickly realized it was Betty Ripsom.

"Betty?" You asked. "Ripsom?" Richie asked.

Betty was coughing. She looked at you and the boys. She got dragged away from the doorway, screaming. All four of you gasped in unison. You all went to go into that room, but Eddie got distracted by the leper calling his name.

"Eddie...what are you looking for?" It asked. Eddie turned around to face the voice. "Guys, can you hear that?" He asked. You, Bill, and Richie walked into the room where Betty was in. Eddie was breathing raggedly while unzipping his fanny pack and grabbing his inhaler. He shook it fast and took a puff out of it.

"She was just here. Where the fuck did she go?" Richie asked the both of you.

Eddie exhaled sharply. "Guys." A door creaked open and Eddie heard the growling of it. Eddie gasped. "Oh, my god.." The door to the room you, Bill, and Richie are in was shutting behind all of you and wouldn't open up. "Guys. Guys!" Eddie tried to run to the door of the room you were all in, but the floor caved in, leaving a massive hole in between the door and him. "What the fuck?!" Eddie yelled. He was panting as he looked through the hole. The leper slowly put his hand on his shoulder while turning him around. "Time to take your pill, Eddie!" It growled. Eddie fainted and fell through the hole, going through a table. The table not only broke his fall, but it broke his arm too. Eddie looked down at his arm and leaned his head back while his watch went off, reminding him to take his pill.

"Eddie! Open the door!" You and Bill were yelling while pounding on the door.

"Richie." A rather decomposed Eddie said. "Come here, Richie." He said while laughing. Richie entered the room. "Eddie." He said. "Eddie!" He called out, trying to look for the boy. There was stuff covered with sheets. "Where the fuck are you? We're not playing hide-and-seek, dipshit." Richie said. Bill went to go get Richie out of the room he was currently in while you were banging on the door, trying to get Eddie to open up. "Richie?" Bill called out. The door slammed, caging Richie in the room. Richie and Bill were banging on the door, trying to open it.

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