𝐎𝐃𝐃 𝐄𝐘𝐄 ! stranger things ¹ [rewriting]

031. earth to will

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THIRTY TWO!
earth to will
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         The atmosphere of the Byers residence was bittersweet to say the least. Every single person was feeling a mixture of emotions, whether it be relieve, deep grief, panics of worry or even happiness.

Many of the group was relieved to have escaped the horrible circumstances of the lab and were even happy to have been reunited with Wendy Harrington.

But emotions of deep sadness for Bob Newby's death and feelings of impending doom about the future, still hung in the air around them. The group felt helpless in all kinds of ways.

Currently, the group was sitting around the Byers residence, trying their best to absorb the situation. Most of the group was situated in the main living space of the house.

The preteens, Mike, Lucas, Dustin, Nina and Max all sat at the dining table. The Harrington family, Thomas, Stanley and Wendy all sat on the couch together. The chief, Jim Hopper stood in the kitchen with his attention engulfed by the phone line. The other teens were somewhere in the mix.

The only Party members not present were the Byers family. Jonathan sat with his younger brother, who rested in his bedroom and Joyce was on her own to tackle her emotions of despair.

"They didn't believe you, did they?" Dustin questioned Jim Hopper.

The chief had decided that the best course of action was to relay a message by phone call to the military. Clearly his plan didn't work out too well as he finished his call by aggressively slamming the phone down.

"We'll see." Hopper shrugged.

"We'll see?!" Mike exclaimed in annoyance. "We can't just sit here while those things are loose!"

"We stay here and wait for help." Hopper replied in a monotone room before leaving the main living area to attend to Joyce. The Byers woman was currently grieving in her bedroom over Bob Newby's death.

Mike stood up from his seat at the kitchen table and walked over to the pile of intricate puzzles and mind games that Bob had left for the younger boy. He picked one up, studying it carefully.

"Did you guys know that Bob was the original founder of Hawkins AV?" The boy announced, gaining everyone's attention.

"He petitioned the school to start it and everything. Then he had a fundraiser for equipment. Mr Clark learned everything from him. Pretty awesome, right?" Mike explained, his tone filled with grief.