6. Letters to you
Jonsey was on the verge of mental collapse. Henry was dead. From what he could see, so was Mike. The poor guy must have been tortured for hours, and his life long friend, Henry, didn't even resemble the man who climbed down a ladder just 20 minutes before. Jonsey lost the feeling in his legs and he collapsed on the ground. He sat back up but after that he didn't move.
"I'm not moving. Someone will come, and they will save us. I'm not moving I'm too scared. I'm not moving." Jonsey muttered these words and just kept repeating them and moving his whole body back and forth.
"Jonsey, I know what you're feeling right now, but listen to me, if you give up now, all of this will be for nothing. The deaths of our friends will not only be tragic, it's useless." Bill was breathing heavily but waited patiently for Jonsey's reply.
Jonsey didn't reply straight away, instead he stayed where he was, and pushed his mind back to when he last saw Beaver.
When the shit demons first came to the planet, Jonsey and Beaver were alone in their cabin. Up in the mountains, where they went camping every year, Beaver had done something for Jonsey. The two had caught one of the shit demons in their bathroom, but it was going to escape. Beaver sacrificed himself so that Jonsey could get away. Before Jonsey did, he saw a balloon in the corner of the room. Why hadn't he noticed it before now? He didn't know, but he did know one thing, he would not let Beaver's death be in vein. Jonsey got up and looked into Bill's eyes,
"Death is always useless Bill," Jonsey turned away from his two remaining friends, and went over to where Mike was still hanging. Bill and Gardner followed saying nothing.
"We ask God to take care of friends, may they rest in peace," whispered Bill
"Amen," Replied Jonsey, Gardner did not. Gardner had seen It. He stared at Pennywise with no fear left in him. He had faced Pennywise before and survived. The Ritual of Chud, he thought, screw it. Jim Gardner started for It.
(I'm not a coward; I'll fight It face to face)
(NO Gardner, don't do it!)
Gardner didn't know who had said/thought that to him, but he didn't care. Who knows how many innocent lives this creature has taken. Gardner doubted even God new the answer to that. Perhaps he was dealing with the devil himself come to think of it. Jim Gardner smiled. It was the last smile he would make. All these thoughts went through his mind in a matter of seconds but what happened next; when the two surviving friends look back on the whole incident, would seem like an eternity.
It disappeared.
"Coward, I'll kill you!" screamed Gardner exhaustedly. He did actually feel a bit relived; he needed to have a rest. He was so tired.
Bill and Jonsey caught up with Gardner. It was lucky they did because just as they were about to ask what the hell he was thinking about, Gardner fainted.
Jonsey looked at Bill. His face was pale and unshaven. They didn't need to say anything, they both wanted to get out of here and that's exactly what they did.
Two hours later, two men sat opposite each other on a very long and dusty pine made table placed in the centre of the Derry public library. Gardner was asleep in the reception office located behind the checkout desk, or so Bill had told Jonsey. They had lost track of the time and after being in the presence of It, both their watches had stopped, isn't that weird? The owner Mike, who was now dead, had had some mail in his letterbox and Alice, the receptionist, must have put it on the table, something about the old part of the library and something to do with becoming an Atheist, as Bill quickly glanced at it. No such luck. If there was just one particular moment when a man needed help from God, this would be it. Bill suddenly had a very strange feeling that was so strange it almost knocked him for six. Something to do with the library's street number.
(101, doesn't that mean he is the one?)
(665, the sign of the beast)
Why does that matter, we need to work out how to kill (the beast) It. He must have some kind of Achilles' heel. Think god-dam-it think. Bill sat and thought for a long time. Until he realised what he had to do. He shouted out in a cry of relieve and success,
"Eureka!" Bill was smiling.
