[Bill can't help feeling a little guilty, but he's a headstrong kid. He doesn't mention the broken wrist, or everything that happens after, but he's trying to make up for his impulsive and stubborn decisions at least a little.]
I hope you are, too.
She's gone, at least I think she is? I haven't seen any more signs of her.
There's worse than her where I come from. We fought a thing this summer. It could make itself into your worst fears.
It fed on fear and children.
[One of them being his little brother, the spark that lit the fire under his search for revenge and his need to stop It from taking other kids like his brother and the missing kids of that summer.
[Alright, where does she even start with that. Elizabeth stares at her ACE for a while, trying to figure out what she's more repulsed by: the fact that such a thing exists, or the fact that she's hardly surprised.]
[He doesn't mention the voice that had urged him to chase it down, the same voice that had warned him that, in fact, it would be harder to defeat It a second time. He appreciates her words even as he doubts them.]
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[He feels like he at least owes her that.]
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I'm glad you're alright. And your friends.
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I hope you are, too.
She's gone, at least I think she is? I haven't seen any more signs of her.
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I've had worse. If anything, this sling is the most aggravating part of it. It's digging into my shoulder something fierce.
I haven't either, but knock on wood as they say. I still can't believe something like her even exists outside of myth.
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It fed on fear and children.
[One of them being his little brother, the spark that lit the fire under his search for revenge and his need to stop It from taking other kids like his brother and the missing kids of that summer.
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And you killed it, I'm guessing?
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[He at least knows he put a stop to it for now. Whether or not It was truly dead though, he wouldn't know for sure for 27 years.]
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You're probably right. Thank you.
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