The five of them had made it back to Mike's house, sitting around his basement. Eleven was laying on her stomach with her feet towards Mike, who was sitting at the other other end of the couch. Lucas was sitting on the chair across of him, Dustin on the stairs and Sebastien opted for laying on the floor, staring up at the ceiling.
"What was Will saying?" Mike asked. "Like home... Like home... but dark?" Mike pushed himself to his feet.
Lucas sighed, his hands together and against his forehead. "And empty."
"He said.. "It's like home, but it's so dark... It's so dark and empty. And it's cold." That's what he said." Sebastien repeated.
He'd always been pretty good with remembering things.
"Are you sure? The stupid radio kept going in and out." Lucas grumbled.
"It's like riddles in the dark." Dustin sighed.
"Like home. Like his house?" Mike questioned, pacing around the room.
"Or maybe like Hawkins." Lucas pointed, eyes wide.
"Upside down." El said, her voice weak.
"What'd she say?" Lucas looked at his friends.
Sebastien moved to a sitting position, the gears in his brain working.
"Upside down." "Upside down." Him and Mike said at the same time.
"What?" Lucas asked again.
"Upside down." Mike repeated.
As the brunette boy walked over to their DND table, Sebastien scrambled to his feet. He sunk into the chair next to Mike, watching him.
"When El showed us where Will was, she flipped the board over, remember?" Mike recalled, flipping the board back to it's original position as the other two walked over. He flipped it back over as they sat down. "Upside down. Dark. Empty."
