It had been months since your little brother, Georgie Denbrough had gone missing. Bill was still determined to find him and he still clung to the idea of Georgie being alive. You on the other hand had fully lost all hope, you had been feeling guilty of your little brother's disapreance since he was under your responsibility and the lecture you got from your parents didn't help at all. You had finally managed to fall asleep when you saw Georgie, standing there. Still wearing his yellow raincoat, the hood over his head and there was something wrong...he had an arm missing, traces of blood on his raincoat sleeve that stood empty of a limb. "You lied and I died!" Georgie said angrily, glaring at you