Should I Stay or Should I go?

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"The deprivation tank is ready!" Johnathon called from the back they all shot up.

Will grabbed Boris' hand "let's go."

Mike is talking with El and then he hands her the glasses. They all watched as she started to go in and tuned the boombox to static.

He watched El try to find whoever was being hunted by 001, the very first to have powers.

The one who most likely tormented him through the mind flayer. The real mind flayer.

That's about when he gets a tingling on his neck.

"I see someone." El says breaking the silence.

"Who is it!" Mike says.

"It's max she's sitting down, i think they have a plan, they lure 'vecna' with max, Lucas is the one to put music if 'it all go south', and Macy, robin, and Steve are going to try and kill 'vecna' while he works on getting max, not being able to defend himself."

"Vecna is in dungeons and dragons! They probably named him that because of dustin!" Mike chirps in.

That's when everything goes grey and ashy, he was seeing the upside down again. All of a sudden too.

"Boris! Mike! Johnathon?" He curled up into a ball on the floor, knees against his chest. He was now going a bit back trying to hit the wall. Crying. He doesn't want to be back here.

"It's not real, it's not real, you're not there again, you're not there again." He was rocking back and forth.

"Maybe if I'm silent enough it won't find me." He could hear the mind flayer outside. It sounded like Boris, but slightly off and unsettling. though it was tempting to follow, he wasn't to try and brave that again.

Bob was wrong. There was and is no need to yell at it.

"What do I do? What should I do? 'Should I stay or should I go? If I go I'll be in trouble. If i stay, make it double' " his voice was cracking.

It wasn't like he was a great singer. But the voice cracks made him sound strangled.

But this is what helped him in the first place and maybe it will help him now.

That's when he was snapped back to reality. He was on the ground, and it was blurry for a bit, but everything was in color and Boris was crying and yelling his name. "Boris?"

How couldn't he have heard him? He was right in his face and trying to wake him up.

He slowly gained control of himself. He started grabbing and patting at Boris. First his lanky arms then to his face, to his hair, making sure this was real. The entire time manically giggling. And repeating Boris' name like a prayer.

"Yes, yes, William, I am real. Are you ok? What happened?" Boris says through giggles of all the fast hands touching him everywhere.

That's when he looked at Mike and Johnathon. "It was here I could hear and feel it. It sounded so much like you." The last part he said to Boris.

They didn't need to clarify what 'it' was; they knew 'it' was the mind flayer.

He sat there on the floor until Boris helped him up and made him sit at an actual seat.

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Also, I dont post on here much, my original fic is on A03 which is on chapter 35 already! Bye now. Waddles back into the  darkness

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