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"i don't know about you guys, but if i saw some freaky wizard monster, i would mention it someone."
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march, 1986
california
"CAN YOU TELL me your name?" the paramedic asks angela.
"um.. angela." angela replies with a shaky voice.
"do you know where you are angela?"
"um, rink.. rink-o-mania, i think?"
mike and will stared at angela in shock, while el sat in a chair, her whole body shaking.
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"i know that may be upsetting, and shit. but, that future prom queen's gonna be fine." argyle assures, as they were driving home. "i mean, it was just like rubber wheels."
"plastic." jonathan corrects. "not like hard plastic, just- just the soft kind."
"totally." argyle agrees. "but you ever wonder why the wheels aren't wood, man? or metal? so people don't get hurt when they get shmacked."
"oh.." jonathan realizes.
"yeah. because it happens more than you think, man." argyle adds, then he turns to mike, will, and el. "roller skates attacks."
"man. hey, at least it wasn't an ice skate." jonathan says.
"that nose would've been sliced clean off, man." argyle jokes, and laughs. "it could've be so much worse."
"so much worse." jonathan repeats.
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hawkins
y/n, max, dustin, steve, and robin walked in with food for eddie.
"jesus!" eddie raises his voice, since he was startled.
"delivery service." dustin says as he holds up food with a smile.
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"so we got some good news, and some bad news." dustin tells eddie. "how do you prefer it?"
"bad news first, always." eddie replies.
"all right. bad news. we tapped into the hawkins pd dispatch with our cerebro, and they're definitely looking for you. also, they're uh, pretty convinced you killed chrissy.
