It was summer, classes had ended, and everyone was happy. You and your group were supposed to have fun, but it seems many things intrigued you, like the Neibolt house or the posters of missing children.

Right during the vacation, you went to pay a “visit” to the Neibolt house. Or to find out what the hell was going on there. However, Bill was the least fearful; he was the one who gathered the most courage and you could say he “forced” his group to enter, although it was also by the decision of the others. Richie, you, Eddie, and Bill ended up entering the Neibolt house. Beverly, Mike, Stanley, and Ben stayed behind to watch.

Even though upon entering they were almost in hell, a large white clown with yellowish, sharp teeth appeared again. He scared the others and was almost about to kill them; they had seen that clown several times before, and today they saw him again. Except today, one of you ended up hurt. Bill, unfortunately, ended up with large scratches on his leg and back that wouldn’t stop bleeding, and his entire shirt was soaked with blood.

They left the Neibolt house and rode their bikes straight to the clubhouse Ben had built for them. Upon arriving, they all ran inside and sat Bill on one of the many chairs that were there, then they had to take off his shirt to see the wounds properly.

You, being the only one who knew how to treat wounds, besides Eddie of course, took off your shirt at least to stop the bleeding since they had nothing on hand to treat him. After you took off your shirt, you placed it over Bill’s wounds. Everyone was supposed to be “worried” about Bill, but upon seeing you only in a top, they fell silent, gazing at your beautiful body, and all focused on you. Even Bill, who got very nervous seeing you without a shirt and even closer to him, forgot to feel pain.