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when the kids arrived at the house, they all surrounded eachother getting ready for whatever can happen once they walk through the door.
eddie takes off his fanny pack and throws it into the junky yard, stan puts a hand on his shoulder.
bill pulls out some long sharp rods and priced them together.
richie picks up an old empty glass bottle, to make a weapon like he's seen in the movies, he hits against the stair handles, failing he tosses back on the ground.
"dumbass" laura whispers walking towards richie.
"but, i'm your dumbass" he smirks.
"you got that right" she pulls him into a hug, before the rest take a breath before walking into the house.
bill turns around to notice stanley still standing in the doorway.
"c'mon stan b-bev was right, if w-we split up he'll k-kill is one b-by one"
"c'mon stanley" laura holds her hand out for him to take it.
"urm" richie nudges her and scratches the back of his head.
"hey, chill out okay?" she smiles slightly biting her lip.
richie nods before stanley slowly steps through the doorway, shining his flashlight around and taking laura's hand.
bill led the group down to the well.
"hey eddie you gotta quarter?" richie smirks.
"wouldn't wanna make a wish in that fucking thing" eddie replies.
"how are we gonna get down there?" laura asks.
bill spots a rope and mike ties it to the bucket above the well.
bill was the first to go down, then eddie.
"lady's first" richie says, scared to go down the rope.
"pussy" laura laughs before making her way down the rope.
"thanks billy" she smiles as he helps her into the small hole.
the rest of the losers make it safely down the well, except for mike.
suddenly there was a grunt, and his face disappeared, and a bloody henry bowers appeared.
