(It's true. They did both know that. Eddie gets it, really. A year ago, he would have felt just as weird over the idea. Survival changed things sometimes though. Eddie gnaws at his bottom lip, and he doesn't know what to say. He really doesn't.)

I wanted it too. And maybe I don't always wanna kill adults, but it came from a pretty real place. (It wasn't like the corn had to try that hard to make him hate adults. That hate and that fear was already there.)

I felt empowered. (Eddie mumbles this shamefully. He was small, and for his entire life, he had been told he was delicate. To give him a sickle and let him cut down trained soldiers? Well, shit. How could he not feel strong?)

Um. Yeah. Most of them. (They'd heard a lot of people too. Not just killed them, but...As far as who they killed...)

The guy we um...the guy we watched go...(Richie's got a point. It is easier to say 'grabbed' and 'go' instead of 'kill' and 'die'.)

That was Bucky. He lives down the street from us in that cul-de-sac. He's...He was a soldier. He's always been nice to me. I don't know the lady though. (And while they may not have seen Abigail die, Eddie wasn't stupid. He had got her good in the stomach. Could still feel the way her skin gave way when he thought about it. It made him queasy.)

I knew most of the other people too. Shiro- he was the uh guy I got in the face. He's always tried hard to protect me. We haven't always got along great, cause yanno, he's this guy used to telling people what to do. (And Losers suck at being told what to do.) But he's not a bad person, I don't think.