𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭 - s.u

xii. tunnels & dreams;

"Richie!" Bill yells, running into the arcade. "What do you want? See that guy I'm hitting? I'm pretending it's you." He remarked angrily, "I-I-It got Beverly." Bill stutters out, breathing heavily. "What are you talking about?"

"It, Richie. It got Beverly." He repeats, clearer this time as Y/N and Stanley walk in from the other side of the arcade, slushies in both of their hands. Richie eyes Bill up and down before turning around at the sound of their voices, "Yeah! And I was gonna ask her but, she didn't answer." Y/N mumbles, walking over to the two. "Hey, Bill." She smiled, "What's going on?" Stanley asks, drinking his slushie as Bill and Richie exchange a look.

"It got Beverly."

Y/N drops her drink in shock, her eyes going wide as it hits the ground, splattering onto her shoes.

"..What?"

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"Guys, spikes." Bill says, taking off his bag as he walks onto the property, crouching down to the ground. "I hate this place." Y/N shivers, giving a small smile as Stanley brushes their hands together. She watches as Eddie undos his fannypack and throws it across the yard, somewhere to the left. Mike loads his gun as Richie picks up an old, empty beer bottle and smashes it onto the wooden railing. Everyone looks up at this, staring at him with a blank look as he throws it to the side.

Bill walks in first, the others following as they scamper forward, nearing the hall. "Stan?" Ben asks as he turns around, the other following. "Stan, we all have to go." Bill states,

"Be-Be-Bev-Beverly was right," He stutters out, "If we split up like last time, that clown will kill us one by one. But if we sti-stick together, all of us, we'll win. I promise." He reassures as Stan nods, climbing in. He immediately rushes over to Y/N's side, intertwining his fingers with hers. Y/N gives a small smile, "Hey," She whispers quietly, "You okay?" She asks, stopping a few feet away from the well.

"Hey, Eddie, you got a quarter?" Richie asks as they all look down the well, "I wouldn't wanna make a wish in that fucking thing." Eddie says, "Yeah, just a little scared.." Stanley whispers in response, squeezing her hand.

"Beverly?" Ben calls out down the well, wincing at the sound of his voice echoing and rebounding back to him. "How are we supposed to get down there?" Mike asks, looking down. Bill turns around, looking at the ground, then back to Mike. Mike picks up the rope, beginning to tie knots before tying it up at the hook above the well. Richie throws it down as Mike rattles it from the top to make sure it's safe. Bill steps on the well, grabbing onto the rope first, climbing down slowly. Eddie follows next, then Stanley, Richie, Ben and then Y/N.

"All right, buddy?" Richie asks, pulling Ben into the tunnel. "Yeah, yeah." He whispers, crawling to the back as Bill helps Y/N in, holding onto her hand tightly as she steps down. She climbs to the back, smiling as Stanley sits behind her, holding her hand tightly as they all wait for Mike to come down. Mike let's out a sigh before grunting loudly, "AH!" He screams out, being yanked back and thrown to the ground by none other than; Henry Bowers. "Die!" He yells, "Mike!" Eddie, Stanley and Ben all yell, clamoring to the start of the tunnel.

"You okay? Mike!" Stanley yells out, gasping as Henry looks over the edge of the well, grinning manically. "Bowers.." Richie mutters, "Mike! Fuck.." He sighs, "Mike!" Bill and Y/N yell, "Where is he?" Ben asks, trying to get to the front as Henry lets out another psychotic laugh, pulling the rope up as he does so. "No, no, NO!" Stanley screams, "Grab it!"