𝐎𝐃𝐃 𝐄𝐘𝐄 ! stranger things ¹ [rewriting]

027. wendy the psychic

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TWENTY EIGHT!
wendy the psychic
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"Wendy! Wendy! Wendy, wake up!" The girl gently cracked her eyes open at the sound of her name being called.

But she was very confused when she was immediately met with the sight of blurry and quick flashes of light. She groaned in pain, clutching her now bruised forehead with her hand.

The only thing that seemed to help as she gently sat up was to take deep breaths, while rubbing the skin of her face. She was still dizzy beyond belief to the point she couldn't see anything past a foot in front of her.. She had caused some serious trauma to her head when her body had given out on her and she had harshly hit the tiled floor in the Ives bathroom.

Once the dizziness had subdued, Wendy was now able to gently push herself up into a sitting position and get a better look at her surroundings.

The girl expected to be lying down on the Ives' living room couch with an ice pack on her bruised head. The sound of the television hummed in the background as distraction and Terry would continue to rock away in her chair.

Finally, the worried eyes of Eleven would be staring into her soul and she would receive a bone crushing hug from the younger girl and all would be better again.

But that was not the case. Instead of being met with the seventies living room, Wendy Harrington was met with grim hallways of the all too familiar place, Hawkins Laboratory.

This place looked completely different. There was no blinding fluorescent lights shining down on her. Instead the lights were flashing sporadically as if reflecting a message for help. There was no sound that came from the many scientists who employed the building, not even a single footstep.

The laboratory hallway was completely abandoned and was mostly covered by a shadow of darkness.

It was so dark that the girl didn't even notice that an object had laid in her path as soon as she stepped one foot forward. The girl harshly stumbled forward but her fall was luckily broken by another object of a softer nature that laid in her way.

She didn't even know what she had landed on but she knew that it was sticky to the touch and it was now all over her hands. She cringed at the new uncomfortable feeling on her skin, so she resorted to just wiping her hands on the back of her pants.