Chapter 36: The Battle of Starcourt

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You pressed your back against the wall and cupped a hand over your mouth as you felt an overwhelming urge to cry. Your food supply was all out and all you had was Billy's knife, bracelet, jacket, and your gun. The dogs had found you after the last incident, continually circling the cabin and just waiting for you to make noise. You had been here for what felt like hours, forcefully laboring your breaths despite how desperately your lungs needed air.

In a moment where you were sure God was real, the large storm that had been building over Brimborn rapidly grew in size. Before you knew it hail and rain tattered against the ground, harsh winds knocking against the walls as a large vibration shook the wooden floors beneath you. You listened as all the dogs howled before running off, the stampede of their footsteps slowly fading with each second.

Letting out a soft cry of a breath, you calmed yourself down before feeling the large vibration once more. Managing to get onto your feet, you looked out the window at the storm, then to the large pulsing light that was growing at the mall. Seeing the dogs rush toward Brimborn, you decided to take your chances, flipping the safety on your gun before shoving it into your jeans and tucking Billy's knife in to your pocket.

Looking at your wrist, you noticed that one of the small blue stones was coming loose from the bracelet, a few tears filling your eyes as you knew this was your only chance to escape. With that final thought you wiped your eyes and exited the building, holding onto the door was the harsh winds almost flung you across the ground. Gaining your footing, you let it go, letting your feet quickly pick up pace as you started to run.

Your lungs hurt from the infected air you had been breathing, but as your adrenaline rose the pain seemed to subside. Running through the endless dead sea of trees, you recalled when you first disappeared, remembering the vivid fear and sense of dread that filled you with every passing day. In the rush of emotion, you had made it to the middle of town, briefly seeing a glimpse of a demodog before panicking and running into Bradley's Big Buy.

Unable to use your gun, you ducked into the aisles and hid, hoping that by some miracle the dog didn't see you.

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"Mike?" El said, recognizing her surroundings of Hoppers cabin but somehow unable to see her friends. "Mike?" She said once more, worry building in her voice as she wasn't sure how she was seeing this vision so clearly. "Mike?!"

"Mike?!"

"Mike!!!" She screamed, turning around when a voice filled her ears. "He can't hear you."

Billy emerged from the other room, her breaths increasing in pace as he stared her down. "You shouldn't have looked for me....because now I see you..." He put out his cigarette in the ashtray before slowly making his way towards her. "...Now we can all see you." Her brows furrowed at his statement, but little did she know that Hawkins' 4th of July celebrations were the perfect cover as every flayed boy and girl stopped dead in their tracks and started heading home.

"You let us in...." He breathed, letting El see the flash of her opening the gate flood through her mind. "...and now, you are going to have to let us stay."

Her eyes filled with tears as she stepped back every time he neared her.

"Don't you see? All this time, we've been building it..." Billy said, voice echoing darker and darker with each word. "...we've been building it...for you."

The flayed all walked to Brimborn, eyes glazed over with a dead stare as they marched toward their doom. Billy continued to near El as he spoke, "All that work....all that pain....all of it, for you." He emphasized. El gasped as she hit the dining room table, gripping onto the edge of it as her eyes went wide. She circled around the table as the boy continued to near her. "And now, its time...we're going to end it...we're going to end you..." A tear slipped from El's eye as she shook her head, muttering out a small plead, but Billy only resumed speaking. "...and when you're gone, we're going to end your friends...."

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