Chapter 1: The vanishing of Will Byers

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"Something is coming. Something hungry for blood." A small boy with raven black hair says, in an ominous tone. "A shadow grows on the wall behind you, swallowing you in darkness." The other boys in the room look scared, worried and intrigued

One of the boys, who was the center of attention, Mike, was leant towards the other boys, his posture almost an entire curve. Another boy to the right of him was looking at the other boys, worriedly. He had H/c hair and his E/c eyes were piercing through every one of the boys. To the side of him was a short curly haired boy who was missing his front teeth. At the opposite end of the table was a boy with a very unfortunate haircut and really pale skin. Next to him was a slim, dark skinned boy who watched almost with courage in his eyes.

"It... is almost here." Mike says his eyes scanning the room as he speaks in an evil tone. The boy with the unfortunate haircut speaks up with a high pitched voice. "What is it?" This question echoes through the room as another boy begins to speak, the boy with the curly brown hair. "What if it's the Demogorgon? Oh jesus, we're so screwed if it's the Demogorgon."

The boy with the bad haircut leans back in his chair, accepting defeat. The dark skinned boy holds his hands out in front of him, eyes wide. "It's not the Demogorgon!" He exclaims almost as if the curly haired boy says this a lot. The boy with the H/c hair looks at him "How do you know it's not the Demogorgon?" He asks, as if he was scolding the kid.

Mike raises his voice. "And an army of Troglodytes charge into the chamber!" He shouts as he slams down the figurine. The rest of the boys sigh in relief and the curly haired boy smiles. "Troglodytes?" He laughs but the dark skinned boy only mocks him "Told ya." He says in a playful tone, the boys laugh but they notice Mike looking scared and off to his side and they all begin to hold their breaths.

"Wait a minute." He says, his voice barely above a whisper. "Did you hear that?" His fear almost sounds genuine but before the H/c boy can react Mike continues. "That... that sound. Boom. Boom. Boom!" He bellows as he slams down his hands onto the table, making all of the boys jump in genuine fear. "That didn't come from the Troglodytes. No, that... that came from something else." He says as the boys lean in closer. You could feel the tension in the room like it was strangling you. Mike slams another figure down onto the table "The Demogorgon!" He exclaims as all of the other boys groan in defeat.

"We're in deep shit." The curly haired boy says flailing his arms about in front of him. Mike raises his voice even higher "Will, your action!" He bellows, speaking to the boy with the bad haircut. Will cries "I don't know!" as he slams his fists down on the table. "Fireball him!" The dark skinned boy speaks up for Will. The other two boys looking at Will say at the same time "Cast Protection!" This goes on for a while before Mike steps in to hurry them up as he slams his hands on the table and lets out a roar "The Demogorgon is tired of your silly human bickering! It stomps towards you! Boom! Another stomp, Boom!"

At this point the rest of the boys were arguing over whether to cast protection or fireball the Demogorgon until Will finally raises his voice. "Fireball!" He yells as he throws the dice onto the table but they roll off. The boys immediately stand up and run into the direction where the dice fell. "Where'd it go?" One of them asks. "Oh shit." Another one adds.As they scramble on the floor looking for the dice Mikes mother opens the door and shouts downstairs. "Mike!" Her son looks up towards her and shouts up the stairs "Mom, we're in the middle of a campaign!" His mother argues back "You mean the end? Fifteen after." She adds as she turns around, Mike running after her to plead his case to carry on. The other boys, downstairs are on their hands and knees, other than the curly haired boy who is pacing around the room.

The H/c haired boy looks up to him and shouts "Dustin, knock it off! We're trying to look for this thing." Dustin looks at the H/c haired boy and argues back with him. "We're dead do you know that? A Demogorgon, of course." He yells. The H/c haired boy is about to argue back just as Will stands up, dice in hand. "Does the seven count?" He asks as he walks over to the dark skinned boy and the H/c haired boy. "If Mike didn't see it, then no." The H/c haired boy says, firmly. They all then got their jackets on and got ready to leave. Dustin held up a pizza box, offering a slice to the other three. They all decline and run upstairs to the garage to get their bikes. Mike comes out and talks to them, specifically the H/c haired boy. "Are you not staying the night, Y/n?" He asks him as he gestures back to the house. "Nah, I can't my mom wants me and Dustin back to watch Star Wars tonight. Sorry, Mike." He apologises and shrugs but Mike doesn't react and brushes it off. Y/n turns to the dark skinned boy "Hey, Lucas, you're shoelace is untied." Lucas looks down only to remember that the shoe she are wearing are velcro shoes as the rest of the boys laugh.

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