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ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴡᴇʟᴠᴇ ᵖʳᵒʲᵉᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿ
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"OKAY, look. Storm drain. That's were Georgie disappeared, there's the Ironworks, and the Black Spot. Everywhere IT happens it's-it's all connected by the sewers and they all meet up at the the--"
"well-house." Ben spoke up. Her eyes met Bill's, who she stood by. They all found themselves in the Denbroughs' garage trying to put two and two together. Her dark hair was thrown up into a ponytail, it was something easy to do with it that morning.
"You mean the house on Neibolt Street," Stan said pointing at the wall with the maps that were portrayed by the projection. Richie shook his head at the thought of the house and Eddie's hands started to shake as his heart beat sped up.
"You mean the creepy-ass house where all the junkies and hobos like to sleep?" Richie asked, putting his hands in he's knees as he watched his sister out of the corner of his eye. He was doing his best trying to stay out of her business, but it was hard for him because he always worried about her-even though, from the looks of it, she was fine.
"I hate that place." Eddie spoke
"Always feels like it's watching me." Bev said from her seat by Ben. A few Losers nodded in response. Eddie started freak and slowly rock back and forth.
"That's where I saw IT. There I saw a clown." Eddie rushed out.
"Tha-tha-tha-that's where IT lives." Bill stutters, his eyes not leaving the maps once. Renee's thoughts went to Georgie, he was gone because of this clown, Bill was hurting and missing his brother because of this clown. She wanted IT gone.
"I can't imagine anything ever wanting to live there." Renee muttered crossing her arms. The kids at school never talked or questioned the house, maybe they did just never cared to talked about it out loud to the people around.
