"DUSTIN, DO YOU copy?" Robin speaks into the wakie takie.
"Yeah, I copy." Dustin speaks back.
"So, Nancy's a genius. Venca's first victims date back all the way to 1959." Robin exclaimed walking down the library steps. "Her shot in the dark was a bull's-eye."
"Okay, that's totally bonkers, but I can't really talk right now." Dustin says... Out if breath.
"Wait, what are you doing." Robin questions and pauses as they start to get into the car.
"Breaking and entering a school to retrieve confidential and extremely personal files." Dustin says very fast.
Robin looks over at Libby who has the same face. "Can you repeat that?"
"Just get your ass over here, stat." Dustin rushes "we'll explain everything."
"I thought they were talking to Ms. Kelley." Libby and Nancy say at the same time. "Ugh. Stop!" they both say again.
Robin watches very entertained. "We leave them alone for two hours."
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Nancy pulls up to the school and the three girl run through the door until they fined the others in the hallway.
"It was here, right here." max cries.
"A grandfather clock?" Nancy repeats.
"It was so real. And then when I got closer, suddenly I just... I woke up." max explains.
"It was like she was in a trance or something. Exactly what Eddie said happened to Chrissy." Dustin remembers.
"That's not even the bad part." max reveals. "Come on."
The teens walk back to Ms. Kelly's office and max explains. "Fred and Chrissy, they both came to Miss Kelley for help."
"Uh, they both were having headaches."
Headaches
Headaches
Headaches
"Bad headaches that wouldn't go away."
Libby looks up fast. "Let me see. " she whispers to Robin.
Libby looks at the signs Fred was having.
Nightmares.
Trouble sleeping.
Waiting up in cold sweat.
Seeing things.
Libby breaths out. Only two of the signs she's been having but still there's a change but this isn't about her.
"Bad things. From their pasts. And these visions, they just... They kept on getting worse and worse until eventually.. Everything ended." max holds in the tears.
"Venca's cures."
"Chrissy's headaches started a week ago. Fred's, six days ago. I've been having them for five days."
Libby squads down hiding her head when hearing this news. "I don't how long I have. All I know I that, for Fred and Chrissy, they both died less than 24 hours after their first vision."
Nobody speaks. They all listen to max. "And I just saw that goddamn clock, so... Looks like I'm gonna die tomorrow."
A loud sound made everyone in the room turn there heads.
Steve looks back "stay here." he walks out of the room but stops when he comes across lamp and grabs it.
The rest of the group doesn't listen and goes to follow the young adult.
The sound in the the hall was getting louder an louder. Steve raises his "weapon" as a figure comes into focus making everyone yell.
"It's me!" Lucas yells not wanting everyone to hit him.
"Lucas?"
"It's me." Lucas breaths out.
"Jesus, what's wrong with you Sinclair." Steve yells at the teen boy.
"Why does he always sound like a disappointed mother when he yells at the party." Libby whispers to Robin silently laughing. Making Robin look over at her trying not to join in the laugh because of the circumstances.
"I'm sorry." Lucas shuts his eyes.
"I could've taken you out with this lamp!" Steve yells again.
"Sorry, guys. Sorry. I was... I was just biking for eight miles." Lucas trys to catch his breath holding up a finger. "Give me a second. Shit. We've got a code red."
"What?"
"Dustin. I've been with Jason, Patrick, and Andy, and they've gone totally off the rails. They're trying to capture Eddie, and they think you know where he is. " Lucas explains were he was been. "You're in terrible danger."
"All right. Yeah, that definitely sucks, but we've got bigger problems than Jason right now." Dustin calms down Lucas and turns his head to max.
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When Libby, Robin, and Nancy all left to get something from the school the boys and Max got to stay and read about Victor Creel.
"Okay, be honest. Uh... You guys understand any of this?" Steve ask Lucas and Dustin.
"No."
"Pretty straightforward." Dustin sighs.
"Oh, straightforward, really?" steve glares at him.
"Well, what's confusing to you?" Dustin asks like a middle school teacher. "So far, everyone Vecna has cursed has died, except for this old Victor Creel dude Nancy found. He's the only known survivor. If anyone knows how to beat this curse , it's him."
"That's assuming he was cursed, which we don't even know. How can Vecna have existed in the 50s? It doesn't make sense." Steve mumbles.
"Far as we know, Eleven didn't create the Upside Down. She opened a gate to it." Dustin says."The Upside Down has probably been around for thousands of years. Millions. I wouldn't be surprised if it predated the dinosaurs."
"Dinosaurs, what are we-" Steve get cut off.
"Okay. But if a gate didn't exist in the 50s how did Vecna get through?" Lucas questions.
"Oh, and how is he getting through now?" Steve points.
"And why now?" Lucas adds.
"And why then? Just pops out in the 50s, kills on family, and he's like, "I'm good." And poof, he just disappears. Just... Gone? Only to return 30 years later and start killing random teens? No, I don't buy it." Steve walks over to the arm arm and sits.
"Straightforward, my ass. You know, honestly, Henderson, a little humility now and then, it wouldn't hurt you." he crosses his legs.
"Sorry."
Dustin looks over to max who was writing something. "Any idea what she's writing?"
This makes all of them turn there heads to stare at max. "Did she sleep?"
"I mean, would you?" Lucas shrugs.
The door flys open with Nancy, Robin, and Libby running down.
Nancy stops at the bottom making Robin stop as well leaving Libby to bump into the buckley girl. "Ugh, shit. Sorry."
"Okay, so..." Nancy looks over at her twin and the excited buckley teen.
"We have a plan."
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