Chapter 40

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It was a rough night for the group after discovering on the news that another Hawkins high schooler had been brutally murdered. Well, at least that's what the cops thought, and every other citizen. But, the others, they all knew that murder was too far fetched, and that this was just much worse.

Despite the things they knew, they didn't actually know. They didn't know what any of this meant. They didn't know why any of this was happening. And they definitely didn't know how.

So, now, after learning of the horrible news that once again racked the small, bizarre town, they were on their way to the official crime scene. Reefer Rick's house.

"Not to be a wimp, but can I sit in the car?" Robin spoke up with a disgusted look in the front seat beside Nancy. Max and Lucas held the space in the back, and Olivia, Steve, and Dustin were all crammed in the trunk of the car, the floor scattered with food and drinks for Eddie. Who they still haven't found since the 'murder'.

"'Cause this is gonna totally and royally suck." She sighed, Olivia looking at Robin's reflection sympathetically from the trunk.

"It'll be fine." Nancy reassured.

"I just can't stand to see those full eyes of Eddie's break again. I really, really can't." She straighten her face as she looked down at her lap.

"At least he can drink himself into feeling better." Steve mumbled as he stuffed another Pringle into his mouth. Olivia looked over at the beer he was holding up. She shrugged her shoulders before willingly stealing one from the pack.

"That's what our mom does." Max muttered through her headphones, Olivia immediately frowning.

"Hey." She warned, raising her brows at her. "Don't."

Lucas looked over at the two sisters, Max staring forward nonchalantly, while Olivia sighed, popping the beer top off and taking a quick sip.

"Why don't we give it a trail?" Robin suggested before she adjusted in her seat. "'Hey Eddie. Uh, good news first this time. We got you some Dustin-approved junk food and that six-pack you requested. Well, five-pack, thanks to Liv.'"

Olivia smirked before drinking more of the beer, then the girl in the front proceeding to speak.

"'Oh yeah, and we found Vecna. Only the bad news is that he's in that other, darker, much scarier dimension that we told you about, and the gate's closed, so we have no way of getting to him. Hes entirely shut off to us, so basically you're screwed. And, no, I know you were already screwed, but now you're doubly, triply screwed." Robin finished with a long breath, everyone stopping to stare at her with raised brows.

"Oh." Olivia nodded slowly. "That's one way to do it." She scoffed before drinking more of her beer can again.

"Wait. Maybe we don't put it like that." Lucas intervened, shaking his head quickly.

"'We're one step closer to finding Vecna.' That's what we say. That's what's important." Nancy concluded, Robin nodding with a sigh.

"See, Robin? Positive spins can make all the difference." Steve mumbled from beside his girlfriend before stuffing another chip into his mouth.

"Uh-huh." She hummed, quickly rolling her eyes.

"And I'm thr pessimistic one." The brunette in the trunk muttered, shrugging as she finished off her beer bottle.

"Oh shit." Nancy barely spoke out, everyone turning their heads to see what she was talking about. And to their surprise, the road leading to Reefer Rick's house was layered with citizens, a few cops and many, many reporters.

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