+Chapter 009+

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"I have a name you know...
Y/n, that's my name."

"Oh, I know, it's just not very professional."

"Okay, what am I doing in here. Last time you said you would help me."
"Did you practice your powers?"
"Yes...twice...this morning."
He sighed. The black room morphs into a lab kind of area with a table in the middle. An empty water bottle sits in the center of the table. He instructs me to sit as he hooks up wires and such to my head.

"So, what this does is measure your brain waves..." Henry started to go on and use big science words, which I didn't pay attention to.
"Okay, now I want you to focus on crushing it."
I did so and it was only about a second before it happened.t
"Wow that's really good." He says, then he places a piece of wood.
"Okay now start this wood on fire and then try to make an image in the fire."
I focus on the wood catching on fire which took a little longer than crushing the can. After it caught on fire I tried making the wacky monster that I see in the Demented Version of Hawkins or the DVH. It worked but I was drained.

"Okay, good job. I think I'm gonna let you rest easy for now."
"Okay, thanks." And suddenly everything went dark.


I woke up early at about 3 a.m. and I wipe blood from my nose.
I decided to snoop around Steve's kitchen for snacks, just because that's the kind of person I am. I open his fridge and grab a bottle of water and see a jar of pickles. When I was a kid they would always keep an extra jar here just for me, that was my favorite food. I grab the jar of pickles, take 4 out and set them down on a paper towel. I hear walking down the stairs but I don't think Tommy H or Carol are here so I'm not worried.

"I can't believe you still like pickles like that..."

"Are you seriously judging my taste in food?"

"No! well, yeah. not really...kind of?"

"It's okay, Steve, chill out."

He chuckles lightly.
"And pickles are good!" I say taking a bite of one.
"Yeah, but like on a cheeseburger at least..."
"You're funny Harrington."
"You're Hilarious, Henderson."

After that Steve went back upstairs and I decided to go back to sleep on the couch.

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