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It was now dark and Bill arrived at Neibolt house on a bike.

He breaths heavily walking up to the Neibolt house but stops hearing his name.

The gang arrive, running up to him.

"No! you guys no! I s-s-started all of this. It's my fault that your all here. This curse, this f*cking thing inside y-you all. It started happen the day I made you go down the Barrens because all I cared about was finding G-G----Georgie", Bill yells out to them.

Deja Vu

"Now , I'm gonna g-go in there and I don't care what gonna happen and I can't ask you to do this-", Bill says.

Beverly couches down and picks up a crossbar.

"Well, were not asking you either", she says.

"Bev-", Bill says but get's cut off.

"We didn't do it alone then Bill, so we're not gonna do this now", Mike says.

"We were losers from the start and we will always f*cking will be", Evelyn says smirking.

"Losers stick together", Ben says.

There was a awkward silence, "So does somebody want to say something?", Eddie says.

"Richie said it best when we were here last", Bill says

"I did?", Richie asked confused.

"I don't wanna die?", Richie nervously says.

"No, not that", Bill shakes his head.

"Your lucky, we're not measuring dick?", Richie says.

Evelyn shakes her head.

They all look at Richie.

"No", Bill says.

"Let's kill this f*cking clown?", Richie says.

Bill and Evelyn grin.

"Let's kill this f*cking clown!", Richie says.

........

The group walk into Neibolt house with two flashlights.

It was way dark and scary then the last time they went there.

There was vines and cobwebs everywhere.

Black mucus dripped down the walls and stairs.

"I well love what he's done with the place", Richie commented.

"Beep beep, Richie", Beverly says.

Everyone starts to separate one by one looking around the place.

Bill, Evelyn, Eddie and Richie walk into the kitchen.

"Hey, that's the basement right?", Bill asks showing the stairs to the basement.

Suddenly in the other room, Ben is heard screaming in pain clutching his stomach.

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