the duo fell straight into the hole, landing on a table and breaking it once they reached the ground floor.

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"ocean? ocean please wake up." eddie patted her face with his non-broken arm, "shit shit shit." he swore when he realised she wasn't waking up.

the slightly older twin heard a noise from in front of him and when eddie looked up, he saw the clown folded up inside a mini freezer.

"i don't think your body is supposed to bend like that." ocean croaked at the clown, her vision still hazy.

"thank god, you're awake." eddie sighed in relief.

"holy shit your arm!" ocean pointed out, his arm wasn't bending in the right way.

"i know but look at your-"

the clown began to bring himself out the fridge, "time to float."

they both backed away up to the wall as the clown moved closer to them. it took ahold of ocean's face in his hand and squeezed it.

"l-l-leave her alone," eddie begged.

the clown grabbed eddie's non-broken arm and pretended to take a bit of it, then he moved his hand over to his face and covered it with his hand.

"tasty, tasty, beautiful fear."

"s-stop it!" ocean sobbed as eddie began to cry.

"no. no." eddie whimpered as the clown opened its mouth - revealing multiple sharp teeth.

"richie!" ocean cried.

"bill! help us!" eddie yelled.

"help!"

the door leading to the room they were in swung open.

"ocean, eddie!" richie yelled while rushing down the stairs.

"help!"

"holy fuck."

"richie! bill!" ocean wept, her face finally uncovered by the glove as the clown went over to the fridge.

"this isn't real enough for you billy? i'm not real enough for you?" the clown asked.

"oh shit."

"it was real enough for georgie." the clown laughed before getting ready to lunge at them but he was stopped by a spear going into his eye - bev.

"oh my gosh." ocean spluttered.

"get them!" richie ordered as they all ran towards eddie and ocean.

"it's ok - i've got you." richie reassured her, "holy fuck - your stomach."

ocean looked at him in confusion before looking down at her stomach. she almost threw up at the sight - there was a thick piece of wood going into her abdomen.

"oh my god. oh my god - it's going through her belly!" stan pointed out.

"thanks stan, how do you think i feel?!" ocean panicked.

the clown turned around and revealed it's misshapen face. the spear that was once in its eye, was now through its face.

they all screamed as he mocked them, he quickly slashed ben in the stomach and backed out the room.

"ben!" everyone cried as the new kid lowered into mike.

"don't let him get away!" bill ordered before running after the demonic monster.

"bill? bill!" ocean yelled but he was already out of sight.

"bill! we have to help eddie." bev screamed.

"no!" eddie yelled as bill ran back over to them, "no!"

"i'm gonna have to snap your arm back in place and stan is gonna remove the wood from your side." richie ordered.

"me? why do i have to do it?" stan asked.

"what?" mike shook his head, "you can't take it out her stomach or she'll bleed out."

"do you want me to die?!"

"right... i didn't think about that.

"rich do not fucking touch me!" eddie warned.

"okay, one! two! three!"

"richie!"

"ocean please don't let him- ahhh!" richie snapped eddie's arm back in place and it made a sickening snap.

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"you! you did this!" sonia yelled while stuffing eddie into the passenger seat of her rusty car, "you know how delicate he is."

"we were attacked m-muh-mrs k." bill explained as the older woman pushed her daughter into the back seats.

"no! don't try to blame anyone else!" she exclaimed while accidentally dropping her keys.

the twins watched helplessly in tears as their mother yelled at their friends.

"let me-" bev bent down to grab them for her.

"get back!" mrs k shouted causing bev to flinch, "oh i've heard of you miss marsh, and i don't want a dirty girl like you touching my eddie."

"mrs k, i-i-."

"no! you are all monsters! eddie and ocean are done with all of you, do you hear me? DONE." she finished before walking over to the driver's seat and driving away.

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