EPISODE TWO/THREE, chapter five
" hands on your knees i'm
angelina jolie. hands on your
knees i'm angelina jolie—let me
put my hands on your knees you can
braid my hair, do a fat criss-cross
in the back somewhere."
— peppers, lana del rey
ELEVEN SAT AT THE TABLE IN MIKE WHEELER'S BASEMENT. The Dungeons and Dragons set up was still there from two days ago, the day when Will Byers had went missing. The tragic day, the day that had started this whole mess.She sat on the chair and placed both of her hands on the table. Closing her eyes, she began to be into a trance. "El?" Mike questioned, before Eleven opened her eyes once more.
El took the wizard piece, holding it up. A few seconds flew past, before she spoke again. "Will." El said simply.
"Superpowers." Dustin breathed out.
Y/N blinked, before sitting down on the chair next to her. "Did you see Will at all?" Y/N asked her, voice soft. "On Mirkwood? Do you know where he is?"
Eleven glanced at her, before sliding all the pieces off of the layout and flipped the board over. It revealed just emptiness; dark. Black. She placed the wizard piece in the middle of the board.
"I don't understand." Mike frowned.
"Hiding." El responds.
"Will is hiding?" Y/N answered, wanting to know if that was what the girl meant. Eleven nodded. "From .."
Y/N thought for a moment, before Mike added into the conversation. "From the bad men?" Mike said. Yet, Eleven stayed silent. "Then, from who?"
Eleven placed the demogorgon piece in front of the wizard. Y/N breathed heavily.
Demogorgan—wizard. The wizard was Will's piece. The night Will missing, he had gotten attacked by a demogorgan. But that was a fantasy RPG game. This shouldn't have had anything involved within his disappearance.
Did it?
"We just tell our parents we have AV club after school. That'll give us at least a few hours for operation Mirkwood." Mike explained, his hands settled on the table.
"You seriously think that the weirdo knows where Will is?" Lucas stated.
"Okay, enough." Y/N sighed, she crossed her arms. Her head turned to face Lucas. "The thing with the pieces? That definitely had something to do with Will. Something to do with El."
A grimace creeped up on Lucas's face. "So you're calling her El, too?"
"Saying Eleven makes my brain hurt." Y/N frowned. "Besides, she's never done anything for us to think differently."
"Just trust me on this." Mike glanced from Y/N to Lucas. "Did you get the supplies?"
"Yeah." Lucas says, grabbing the stuff. "Binoculars, from 'Nam." Lucas grabbed a gold pair of binoculars, then set it on the table. "Army knife ... also from 'Nam. Hammer. Camouflage bandana ... and the wrist rocket." Lucas finished off, placing all of the things onto the table and looking up at Mike.
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 ── mike wheeler
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