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"We should probably go check that out," Dustin looked over to me, "Are you coming with us?" I shrugged my shoulders while looking over to Eddie. "Don't you think someone needs to stay with Eddie so that if anything happens then we can give a signal or something?" Dustin shook his head and so did Eddie.

      "You need to go with them, it's easier to hide one person than two." He gave me a reassuring smile, "I know that you guys will come back." Eddie had pulled me aside a bit and held onto my shoulders, "I'll be fine, so just figure out what the hell to do about Vecna." I nodded my head and followed behind the others out the shed's door, leaving Eddie there alone to defend himself if anything happened.

      A while later, we ended up back at the original place of Chrissy's death. The trailer park, which also was where Max and Eddie lived. We were all sitting on the wooden picnic table that had a cabana sort of object above it. I sat next to Steve and Dustin, me in the middle of them both. "You're saying that this thing that killed Fred and Chrissy, it's from the Upside Down?" Nancy asked. We had picked her up after seeing the incident that had caused the cops and ambulances to pass by Reefer Rick's. Fred, a local student at Hawkins High, was dead and it seemed like the same exact things had happened to him. No one would believe us if we said it was Vecna, so we left, but you could tell that Nancy carried around some type of guilt.

      "Our working theory is that he attacks with a spell or a curse. Now, whether or not he's doing the bidding of the Mind Flayer or just loves killing teens, we don't know." We all listened as Dustin and Max spoke, "All we know is this is something different."

      "Doesn't make sense." Nancy interrupted.

      "It's only a theory."

      "No, Fred and Chrissy don't make sense." She looked uneasy and uncomfortable, "I mean, why them?"

      I shrugged my shoulders and looked at Dustin, "Maybe wrong place, wrong time? I mean we don't know that much to why they are all connected."

      "They were both at the game."

      "And near the trailer park."

      I looked toward Steve, "We're at the trailer park." As if our nerves were to the bit of settling, they went back up all over again. I looked around us, of course, there was nothing, but it was still worth a shot. "Uh, should we maybe not be here?"

      "I mean, this place is kind of earie, doesn't scream sunshine and rainbows exactly." Nancy nodded in agreement with my statement, "There is something about this place. Fred started acting weird the second we got here."

      "Acting weird as in?"

      "Scared, on edge, upset." Nancy looked over to me, we had never been close and for a matter of fact, this was our first time talking in probably a good couple of years. I wasn't a big fan of her when she had a thing for Steve, but seeing how happy Steve was, made me push aside the dislike of her attitude. His happiness was all that was important, but I mean, they aren't even together anymore. It's just hard to respect someone who didn't respect my friend's feelings, that's all.