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Come to find out after Joyce and Hopper left to find Will, Nancy and Jonathan had gone missing as well. So, Mike circled around the school to try and find the two older teens. Mike came back in a hurried pace, saying that they left, Jonathan's car was gone as well.
"They're probably just sucking face somewhere." Dustin shrugs.
"Gross." Lucas comments.
"No. No way!" Mike cringed.
"Did they go with the chief?"
"I don't know."
"No." Eleven whispers.
Ethan stands up from the bleachers to stretch his legs, and actually become one with the conversation again.
"What? Did you see them? Do you know where they went?" Mike questions, worried about the safety of his older sister.
"Yes."
"Where? Where'd they go?"
"Demogorgon."
Mike glances from Ethan, to Dustin, and to Lucas, not knowing how to take the news. Were they okay? What were they doing with the demogorgon? Dustin and Lucas stand up, pulling Mike and Ethan to the side.
"This is crazy!" Mike exclaims, "We can't just wait around."
"Mike, in case you forgot, we're still fugitives." Lucas interrupts.
"Yeah, if we go out there to find them, we're toast." Ethan adds.
"Yeah, and we don't even know where your sister is." Dustin says, shrugging.
"El can find them" He says, pointing his hand back at her exhausted appearance.
"Mike look at her" Dustin sighs, directing to the fact she'd fallen half asleep where she sat.
"We should stick to the chief's plan. Wait for them to come back and we can get all this sorted out." Ethan signs, walking out into the hall, disengaging from the conversation.
He finds a stack of homework papers in a sixth grade class across the gym, and sits them on the floor on one end of the hall as he walks some twenty feet away from them. He looks down at his scratched up, pale hand and back at the stack of papers. He had to train himself, just for defense. What if the bad men found them? He couldn't let them take Eleven, or any more of his friends.
The anger and sorrow filled his head. What they did at that lab was despicable, abuse. Using children for weapons. The thought of them growing up there as adults and being used to fight the communists terrified the living hell out of him. How could the only parental figure in our lives, manipulate and gaslight them, use them like that. Make them feel special and tear them down, like the men in Tuskegee Experiment, there was a vaccine for the disease and they were hidden from it half their lives.
