the mind flayer

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✧ ˚ ━ we're the new romantics, act one

•°✧ ˚ ━ we're the new romantics, act one

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CHAPTER SEVEN — the mind flayer








"You're positive that was Dart?" Lucas questions as the six of us walk back down the railroad tracks once again.

    "Yes. He had the same exact yellow pattern on his butt." Dustin explains.

    "He was tiny two days ago." Max says.

"Well, he's molted three times already."

"Malted?" Steve questions.

"Molted. Shed his skin to make room for growth like hornworms."

"When's he gonna molt again?" Max asks.

"It's gotta be soon. When he does, he'll be fully grown, or close to it. And so will his friends."

"Yeah, and he's gonna eat a lot more than just cats." Steve states.

"Wait, a cat? Dart ate a cat?" Lucas grabs Dustin's arm, halting him. This causes the rest of us to stop as well.

"No, what? No."

"What are you talking about? He ate Mews." Steve says as if Dustin needs a reminder.

"Mews? Who's Mews?" Max questions looking over at Steve and I.

"It's Dustin's cat." I tell her

"Sam!" Dustin shouts.

"I knew it! You kept him!" Lucas speaks.

"No! No. No, I... No, I...He missed me. He wanted to come home."

"Bullshit!" The rest of us watch as the younger boys argue.

"I didn't know he was a Demogorgon, okay?"

"Oh, so now you admit it?"

"Guys, who cares? We have to go." Max reminds.

"I care! You put the party in jeopardy! You broke the rule of law!"

"So did you!"

"What?"

"You told a stranger the truth!" Dustin argues, pointing his flashlight at Max.

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