After his brawl with Henry Bowers, Richie was sent to the school’s basement to clean up his mess. In his mind, Henry should be the one doing so, but he didn’t argue back and simply kept every curse word and insult in his head. Getting to the end of the stairs, Richie is met with the dark, damp basement fogged with steam from the pipes. He searches around the mop, his mind filled with unease as he walks past one of the pipes, a sudden spray of hissing steam fogging up his glasses, which blinds him.

“Ah– Damn it…” He removes his glasses, trying to clear them up.

As Richie tries to clean off his lenses, he hears a sharp clanging of something hitting metal. Richie’s attention as well as his unease peaks, and he searches around the creator of the noise, but when he finds no one, he almost calms down until he hears footsteps approaching behind him, slow and nearly soundless.

“Holy shit!–” He whips around, only to see you standing behind him. “Ah! Get away from me!”

Richie looks around for something to protect himself with, only to find nothing.