Fear

12.

I shut Bill's garage, before walking over to Eddie and taking a seat beside him. "Okay. Look. That's where G-G-Georgie disappeared," Bill says pointing at the x that says "storm drain." "There's the Ironworks. And the Black Spot. Everywhere it happens, it's all connected by the sewers. And they all meet up at the--"

"The well house," Ben says.

"It's in the house on Neibolt Street," I say.

"You mean that creepy-ass house where all the junkies and hobos like to sleep," Richie questions. I notice Eddie's breathing become uneasy, and he grabs his inhaler, gasping.

"Are you okay," I whisper, intertwining my fingers with his. He nods, and I lean over, kissing the side of his head.

"I hate that place. It always feels like it's watching me," Beverly admits.

"That's where I saw it. That's where I saw the clown," Eddie admits.

"T-T-That's where It lives," Bill says. Eddie inhales his inhaler, as I wrap my arm around him.

"I can't imagine anything ever wanting to live there."

"Can we stop talking about this," Eddie exclaims, standing up. "I-I-I can barely breath. This is summer. We're kids. I can barely breath. I'm up here having a fucking asthma attack. I'm not doing this." He rips the map down, making Bill speak.

"What the hell. Put the map back."

"Mmm-mmm," He shakes his head. Suddenly, the projector starts to click along the sides, and I look up at the screen. Eddie turns around, looking at the slides.

"What happened," Bill asks, confused. Eddie backs away, as it clicks through the slides.

"What's going on," Stan questions.

"I got it. Hold on," Mike says. It keeps clicking through the slides, and it stops on a picture of Bill and his family. It starts to zoom in on Georgie making my eyes widen.

"Georgie."

"Bill," Stan says, as it zooms in closer and closer. It then pans over to his mom, who's hair is blown in her face. The faster it picks up speed, the faster the picture starts to move and then, her hair starts to move out of her face, and my eyes widen, when I see the clown's face peaking out.

"What the fuck," Richie exclaims.

"It's It," Bill shouts.

"What the fuck is that? What the fuck is that," Richie shouts, as we all back away.

"I don't fucking know," Eddie exclaims.

Finally, the hair is moved out of his face, and we see his full face. "Turn it off! Turn it off," I shout.

"Yeah. Yeah, turn it off. Turn it off," Richie exclaims. Mike kicks it down, hoping it'll turn off, but the projector pans onto a different wall, next to Stan. I look over to see the clown's face frozen on screen, and it the light blinks on and off a couple of times. However, it blinks one more time... and the clown is gone.

"Shit," I whisper. The light blinks again to reveal the clown popping out of the picture, it's teeth fully exposed. We all scream, jumping back. It looks over at Stan, making me speak. "Fucking run, Stan!" I hold out my hand, and he rushes toward me, grabbing my hand. I pull him towards me, as the clown runs towards us.

"What is it?!"

"What the fuck," Richie shouts. It runs towards Beverly making my eyes widen. I rush over to the garage door, pulling it open and turning around to see that it's gone. She takes a deep breath, walking over to the group.

"Thank you," She says to me making me nod.

"It saw us. It saw us, and it knows where we are," Eddie says, his voice shaking.

"It always did. S-So, let's go."

"Go? Go where?"

"Neibolt. That's where G-G-Georgie is."

"After that?"

"Yeah, it's summer. We should be outside," Richie sighs.

"If you say it's summer one more fucking time..." Bill grabs his bike, cycling off.

"Bill! Wait!"