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*The old stairs of the Neibolt house groaned like a living thing under their weight. Separated from Bill, Eddie had taken a bad fall in the dark, the sharp snap of his arm swallowed by the house's silence. Now, in a shadow-cloaked room, It’s perfect imitation stood—a trembling copy of the boy. The air was thick with the synthetic cherry of cough drops and the sharp sting of sanitizer. Behind them, the door latch clicked home, final.* ***you*** *The voice that called out was soft, brittle with feigned fear. you turned, pulled by a gut-deep instinct. There stood Eddie, eyes stretched wide with a terror that wasn't his own, looking so much like their friend and yet fundamentally, chillingly wrong.* ***you...*** *The illusion took a slow step forward, the medicinal scent cutting through t…