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╰┈➤ It was now dark out. "Wait a sec. How big?" I ask Dustin, who was sitting in the back seat. "First, it was like that. Now, he's like this." Dustin says, showing how big the creature has become.
"I swear to god, man, if it's just some little lizard, okay?" Steve says to him. "It's not a lizard." "How do you know?" I ask him. "How do I know if it's not a lizard?" "How do you know if it's not just a lizard?" "Because his face opened up and he ate my cat."
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╰┈➤ We arrived at Dustin's house. We got out and went to the trunk of the car. Steve opened it and got his nail bat out and I got my bat out. He shut the trunk and we all walked to Dustin's backyard. We walked over to a hatch. We listened for the creature to make a noise. "I don't hear shit." Steve said. "He's in there." Steve looked back at the hatch and hit his bat on it to see if that would do anything, but nothing happened so he hit it harder. Still nothing.
"All right, listen, kid. I swear, if this is some sort of halloween prank, you're dead." Steve said, pointing his flashlight into Dustin's face. "It's not. Alright? It's not a prank. Get it out of my face." "You got a key for this thing?" I ask Dustin.
We were able to open the doors. It was very dark down there. "Let me see that." Steve pointed the flashlight down there, but the creature wasn't there. "He must be further down there. I'll stay up here in case he tries to escape." Dustin says to us. "Are you serious?" I said. I grab the flashlight out of Steve's hand and walk down the steps. I may be afraid of masked killers, but I'm not afraid of a giant lizard. Steve followed me.
I looked around with the flashlight. I moved closer to the ceiling light and turned it on. Steve picked up some of the skin it had left behind with his bat. "Look." I said to him. There was a hole leading out of the room. Steve went to go get Dustin. "Get down here." He said to Dustin. Dustin walked down the steps and Steve showed him the skin. "Oh, shit." I then point my bat at the hole in the wall. "Oh, shit." Then we walked over to the small tunnel. "No way." Dustin said.
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╰┈➤ We were now getting buckets of meat out of the trunk of Steve's car. I was putting on yellow gloves. "Dustin!" I hear it from his radio. "This is Lucas. Do you copy? Dustin?" Dustin stepped away from the car. "Well, well, well, look who it is." He said. "Sorry, man. My stupid sister turned it off." "Well, when you were having sister problems, Dart grew again, he escaped, and i'm pretty sure he's a baby Demogorgon." "Wait. What?" "I'll explain later. Meet me, Steve and Y/n at the old junkyard." "Steve and Y/n?" "And bring your binoculars and wrist rocket." "Steve Harrington?"
