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Amelia knew she was supposed the be home three hours ago. She was too invested in the campaign to care. She forgot why her mom needed her home so early.
Amelia was always the one to make excuses to get out of situations, she was basically lying. Though she didn't think she was lying, she was.
There she was, in mikes basement around a table with the board game, D&D. Around the table were Dustin Henderson, Lucas Sinclair, and will Byers. Dustin Henderson was smart and goofy. Dustin always gets picked on because he had cleidocraial dysplasia, which causes him to lisp. Lucas Sinclair can be intensely loyal to us but sometimes he be surprisingly narrow minded. Will Byers is soft spoken, sweet, and honest, being really intelligent for his age.
"Something is coming, hungry for blood. A shadow grows on the wall behind you, swallowing you in the darkness," mike says intensely, "it is almost here,".
"What is it," will says growing curious. I raise my eyebrows being really interested in what's happening next.
"What if it's the demogorgan," Dustin questions. "Oh, Jesus, we're so screwed if it's the demogorgan,"
"It's not the demogorgan," Lucas says as if he's sure it isn't.
"An army of troglodytes charge into the chamber!"
"Troglodytes?" Dustin ask.
"Told ya," Lucas says then we all chuckle together. There was moment of silence.
"Wait a minute," mike says softly. "Did you hear that? That..... that sound? Boom.....boom......BOOM," mike says slamming his hands on the table causing us all to jump back. "That didn't come from the troglodytes, no that, that came from something else.
He then slams a figure on the table "the demogorgan!"as he says that we all groan.
"We're in deep shit," Dustin says throwing his hands up.
"Will your action!" Mike says as we all turn to will.
"I don't know," will admits.
"Fireball him!" Lucas says.
"I'd have to roll a thirteen or higher," will says unsure on what to do.
"Too risky, cast a protection spell," Amelia says finally joining the conversation.
"I agree with Amelia,"Dustin says looking at Amelia.
"Don't be a pussy. Fireball him!" Lucas says trying to convince will to fireball.
"Cast protection,"
Mike then slams his hands on the table once again "The demogorgan is tired of your silly human bickering! It stomps towards you BOOM,"
