" Trauma follows me I guess"
Secrets remain hidden for a reason, but always floats to the surface. Hawkins is no ordinary town. Filled with monsters and demons which poison your souls.
Julie Richards is living in it. A family home with an unstable m...
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'Picking the pieces of the clock tower'
"Julie!" Yura yells running from room to room trying to find me, her flashlight flying everywhere as the creeks of the house get louder by every step. I'm surprised she hasn't ran into anything yet or even smashed anything.
I look over my shoulder as Yura continues to run in the opposite direction of where I am. I shine my flashlight over to her, flicking the switch on and off only for her to groan.
"You dumb bitch, you blinded me. Fuck you I don't want to go with you anymore!" She shouts out storming down a hallway while mumbling. Slamming her feet on the door as a scream left her lips.
Dumb bitch, that's the definition.
I decide to carry on walking exploring the house. Everything left just as they left it, only with more damage. Three murders definitely wasn't going to sell this house, I don't think even if they change anything it wouldn't sell.
I felt weird in this house, like there was an unusual feeling inside of me. I try not to think about it and see if it goes away but it's not that kind of feeling. It's a feeling as if someone has tied a rope around your body ready to drag you to knees.
"Julie" I heard a faint mutter in the distance. It didn't sound like anyone here it was more of a deep tone which made me jump. I swallow barely keeping my flashlight on the room.
For a moment I thought it was Yura playing a prank on me but I know for a fact she would've came out of hiding. I felt the sick coming at my throat as I take a step at a time. Seeing red dusk in the distance making my heart stop. Was this what Max was seeing? This was it, this was it for me and Im not even ready. I still have to take care of Joey and Kyle, without me they would have no one. Steve. I haven't loved Steve enough yet, please let me live a little longer.
I'm begging, please.
"Julie."
Let this be a nightmare.
"Julie"
It calls again making my anxiety shoot through the roof as I feel sick to my stomach. The floor boards creep beneath me as I take slow strides to the hallway.
Then someone bumps into me and I jump horrified of the fate I've sealed for myself. I drop my flashlight to the floor and my anxiety starts spinning out of control. My heart beats rapidly as if I could feel it all over my body, it accelerates tantivy as if I had no control over my body.
"Sorry Jul-" I hear someone say, their voice fading out as I wrap my arms around my chest feeling my body shaking like it was a cold winters night. I feel helpless. My mind was wildfire as if a figure was adding more fumes to the fire.
"Steve! Yura!" Dustin calls out hasty, taking ahold of my shoulders as the floorboards creek underneath us. I feel the room spinning slightly, just like when your about to start hula-hooping. Thinking about what this Vecna guy wants from me is unimaginable, it was odd picking me out of anyone, but I would rather it be me than Max.
