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Richie continues to run, not knowing what he's running from but he does.

Please come back. I regret taking you with me. Please come back.

No!

Richie yells as he falls onto the ground into a ball. Covering his head with his hands.

"Richie?! What are you doing?" Eddie whisper yells as he comes to Richies side.

"Help me Eddie. I keep on hearing them. I-I looked in the mirror. Help." Eddie worries for the taller boy.

"Come on rich, let's go inside the clubhouse." He grabs the boy up slowly, he clings onto him as they walk.

"Richie Whats wrong? What's been happening." Eddie starts to brush the dirt off of the taller boy.

"Every time I'm about to go to sleep, I-I hear a voice. Telling me they regret letting me come with them, that they miss me and want me to come back. It's scary Eddie." He looks at the boy with a face full of tears, the rest of them come in.

Eddies hand on Richie's cheek. "What's wrong Richie?" Stanley rushes to his best friends side, they hug. "Are you okay? Please tell me you're fine." "I-I don't know." He sobs into Stanley's shirt.

"H-Hi guys, are you o-okay Richie?" Stanley turns around and smiles for a split second before letting go of Richie.

Finally the raven haired boy sits beside Eddie in the hammock. Laying against the smaller boys stomach. He clings onto Richie.

Bill and Stanley sit on the blow up mattress. Their hands side by side. Finally Bill grabs onto the smaller boys hand, intertwining their fingers together.

Stanley rest his head on Bill shoulder. The rest noticed but continued to talk about their nightmares.

Slowly Richie drifted off to sleep.

"There's one part I didn't add. Him and I see together. Dating. We kissed a couple times." Every smiled, Beverly giggled.

"Why d-didn't you tell h-him that?" "I don't know. We're not together and we don't like each other like that."

It seems like they would be together, the way they're laying together now. Richie lays against the smaller boy, his arms wrapped around Richie.

"I worried about him. I don't know what's happening but he says he hears voices. Like they're telling him to wake up." Stanley sighs. "We'll f-figure it o-out Stan, I-I promise."

The two lay together, starting to drift off to sleep.

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