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Content Warning: mentions of drug use (non-graphic), assisted suicide at the linked thread

[ follows a voluntary death with assistance by Lord Erik Osborne ]

The world fades out, dark and still. A breath out, and then --

A strange lurch forward, as if he's being grabbed, lifted -- and then Eddie is falling backward. Distant flecks of light become streaks of color in the dark, and the fall halts, sharp and sudden -- and he's flung to the side like a pinball whirling through a machine.

Eddie hasn't breathed in and he can't scream.

They can't quite forget and they can't quite remember...

But the grief remains, for grief is a matter of the heart and not the mind. Grief remains because love remains.

Bill has Audra -- she wasn't part of that first fight, but she looked into the deadlights same as Bill. They're marked the same with the same knowing. Mike has opportunity -- a clean slate, even later in life, is a wonderful thing. Finally freed from Derry, finally out of the darkness. Of course it's a bright future, even if he faces it alone for the moment. Ben and Beverly have each other -- their memories rearranged into a pretty patchwork, all to support the sweet tale of long separated childhood sweethearts finally finding one another nearly thirty years later.

And Richie... has two dead best friends that his heart can't forget and his head won't remember.

Richie also lives in Los Angeles and goes to parties with people rich and careless enough to supply any kind of vice.

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[ Takes place after Eddie's death on Parade Day ]

The first thing he's aware of is a sensation of floating.

We all float down here...

Then Eddie thinks, 'I'm not supposed to be here,' and something answers him.

"No, you're not, son. But you and your friends have made a habit of doing things you aren't 'supposed to', and it'd be a shame to break the habit now."

When he opens his eyes, at first he's not even sure he has -- faced as he is with total darkness. But then there are faint pinpricks of light breaking up the dark, growing closer and larger as he floats on.

Considering that he now has something to compare it to, Eddie concludes that his first death is still the worst of what he's experienced so far. At least dying at the hellish parade on Marrow Isle hadn't involved drowning. An odd thought perhaps, but there's nothing else to do at the moment but think.

Or speak.

He looks around at the stars -- or are they stars? -- that pass all around him and inquires aloud, "Do you know about my friends? What do they remember? What's happened to them now that I'm... dead?"

"I do. Or... there is a new me who will, and we all remember such things."

Eddie gives a sigh. If he thinks about that sentence too much, he's sure his head will start hurting.

See the Turtle of enormous girth!
On his shell he holds the earth.


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