Chapter Fourteen
The Return
DASH, DOT, DASH, DOT. Skimming the Morse Code flyer Chief Hopper had left on the table with them, Camila Dimaano and Lucas Sinclair exclaimed the letter - C! Much better than she could do on any math quiz, anyhow.
After Hopper's fantastic realisation, he had set up a radio inside the house, bringing his own matching one with him to the shed. With each tap Will Byers left against the side of his chair, he would send it back to the house, leaving them to decipher what Will was trying to tell them.
From the other end of the table, Nancy Wheeler, in bright red crayon, swirled a big C atop a flat of cardboard.
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Eyebrows knitting together in confusion, Nancy dropped her crayon, and picked up the cardboard. "Close gate?" She read, eyes glancing around at everybody, as if they would have any idea.
Ring! Ring!
Gasps littered about the table, as everybody had been pulled from their curiosity by the rapidly bleeping telephone.
Theodora was the first to move, despite her horror; even she could put aside her fear for such a big revelation as this. "Shit! Shit!" She gasped, hopping over scrawled paper tunnels along the floor to tug the phone from the receiver, and slam it back down.
Barely a minute had passed, and the girl released a relieved exhale, when the telephone began to chime once again.
This time, Dustin was on his feet, zooming over. Together, both hands on the turquoise telephone, the babysitter and the babysat tugged the receiver from the wall, and lobbed it to the floor.
"D'you think he heard that?" Max groaned anxiously from the table.
On his feet, Steve shrugged. "It's just a phone; it could be anywhere, right?"
Muffled through the walls of the Byers bungalow, screeches groaned throughout the trees; all too familiar, and all too soon for the junkyard gang, who could recognise those growls anywhere.
Leave it to Steve Harrington to jinx something.
"It knows where we are," Camila's voice wavered from the table.
Awaiting the Demodogs, the younger kids found themselves peering through the blinds, knees digging into the couch, whilst the older teens (save for Theodora, who had slid her back down the wall, and begun to sob) prepared for their attack, finding their weapons.
Further in the house, the back door slammed shut, Chief Hopper emerging from the November darkness.
"Hey!" He barked as he stepped through to the living room. "Get away from the windows!" And the kids listened quickly, scurrying away from the glass.
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