Hawkins, Indiana is a quiet and safe town, or so everyone had thought.
When Dawn Henderson notices something strange happening in her town , her and her twin start to investigate with people she hadn't spoken to in ages, including her twin's best fr...
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T H E N I N A P R O J E C T P T . I I
"Hey, uh, Henderson?" Steve called out as we all entered a room.
"Yeah." Both Dustin and I said. We both stopped in our tracks and stared at one another. "Oh."
"You mean me? Or Dawn?" Dustin pointed at me, looking at Steve.
"Yeah, who?" I tilted my head in confusion. "Gotta use first names when you're with siblings, babe."
"Yeah, okay, I know that...now. And either one of you to be honest." Steve shrugged.
"Okay, what is it?" Dustin continued to walk around the room.
"Could you maybe, uh, clarify what sort of clues we're supposed to be looking for here?" Steve asked.
"'The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes"." Dustin said in a British accent. He turned to face Steve with a smile. Steve and I stared blankly at him. Dustin's smile dropped. "Sherlock Holmes."
Dustin scoffed and walked around us.
"That's great. Thanks. That's great. Really helpful." Steve muttered the last part under his breath. He shook his head. "Sherlock..."
"I guess just look for anything that screams Vecna or the Upside Down." I shrugged, trying to help Steve.
I walked towards a small shelf against the wall. Biting my lip, I scanned each row for anything. Books and knick knacks covered in layers of dust were the only things on the shelf. Nothing looked like it would be a clue.
There was a loud shatter in the room. I turned around quickly to see Steve jumping around, swiping at his jacket. He stepped backwards into the hallway.
"Steve?" I took long strides toward him. "You okay?"
"Whoa! Hey. What's wrong?" Nancy stepped back before Steve could run into her.
"There was a spider." Steve muttered, still swiping at his jacket.
I frowned and tipped toed, looking for a spider that could still be on him. Shining the flashlight on him, I placed a hand on his shoulder and continued to look.
"What?" Nancy's brows pinched together.
"It's a black widow." Steve continued, craning his neck to look at me. "Do you see it?"
