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The shabby wooden door loudly creaked open before the three pre-teens entered the house. The house was dark with small rays of sunlight highlighting some of the rooms. They were greeted by a musky smell of wood and plants. "I can't believe I got the short stick", Richie complained. "You guys are lucky we're not measuring dicks".

"Shut up, Richie", Eddie hissed.

They continued to slowly walk in to the abandoned house until they were near a room that looked like it could've been the living room. "I can smell it", Eddie gagged, referring to the musty smell.

"Don't breathe through your mouth", said Richie. 

"Why not?"

"Because you're eating it"

"Guys, now is not the time", Chris spoke up. In the living room, there were vines that seemed to be attached to the ceiling, but one of them had a paper attached to it. Richie walked towards one of the vines and took the paper to inspect it. A mixture of shock and confusion etched on his face and his hands started to shake as he read the paper. Chris peered a little closer to see what is was. It was a missing poster of him.

"It says I am missing", he said, keeping his eyes of the poster.

"You're not missing, Richie", Bill said.

"Police department, City of Derry. Look, that's my shirt, my hair, my face, my name, my age, my address, and that's the date!", he yelled in a more panicked tone. "What the fuck!? Why the fuck am I missing!?".

Bill immediately put his hands on his shoulders and tried to calm him down. "Richie, calm down It's not real", he reassured him. "It's playing tricks on you". Chris moved closer to him and comfortingly touched his arm. 

They walked up the stairs and up to a long, dark hallway where the doors of almost all of the rooms were open. As they continued to walk down the hallway, Chris could already sense that Eddie was far behind. She turned around and saw him standing in the middle of the hallway with an alarmed look on his face. "Guys!", he called out.

Before she could say anything, she was immediately cut off by an unknown force pulling her in to a room, slamming her against a wall. The room that Bill and Richie entered in was also slammed shut. Before she could get to the door, it quickly closed shut. She tried to open it, but it was already locked. "Bill, Richie, Eddie!", she called out as she frantically banged on the door and tried to get it open. "Guys!". No matter how many times she tried, the door wouldn't budge. 

"They're all going to leave you", Pennywise's voice echoed from the shadows. "Just like your father". His voice soon morphed in to the voice of Tom Archer as he emerged from the shadows, looking like an exact replica of her father.










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