The car ride to Dustin's house was mostly silent. I mean, what are you supposed to say when someone asks for your help with a possible demogorgon?
"Wait a sec. How big?" Steve asked, breaking the silence.
"First it was like that." Dustin held out two of his fingers to show its size. He held them about 3 inches apart. "Now he's like this." Dustin then held his hands out with a foot of space in between.
"I swear to God, man, it's just some little lizard, okay?" Steve said.
"It's not a lizard."
"How do you know?"
"How do I know if it's not?"
"How do you know it's not just a lizard?"
"Because his face opened up and he ate my cat."
"What? Mews?" I asked.
"Yeah."
"No! I love that cat. Poor thing."
"Y/n, are you crying over Dustin's cat?" Steve looked over at me.
"No." I sniffled. I really like cats, okay?
The rest of the car ride returned to its silence. I'm sure everyone's head was filled with thoughts, but no one said any of them out loud. Eventually we pulled up and Steve opened the back of the trunk. He pulled out the bat with the nails and shut the door.
We all walked over to the storm cellar where the lizard demogorgon thing apparently was.
"I don't hear shit." Steve said
"He's in there." Dustin told us. Steve poked at the door with the bat.
"This is so stupid let me just go first." I tried stepping in front of Steve to reach the padlock but he held me back.
"No, you're not going first. If anyone here dies, it's gonna be me."
"What about my telekinetic abilities, huh? Forgot about those?"
"I don't care if you can launch a car in the sky, you're gonna be our last defense cause I'm not losing you." Steve ordered. Dustin gave us a look. "Alright, listen, kid. I swear, if this is some sort of Halloween prank, you're dead."
"It's not."
"All right?"
"It's not a prank."
"You got a key for this thing?" Dustin handed Steve the keys as he opened the doors to the cellar. We didn't see anything.
"He must be further down there. I'll stay up here in case he tries to escape." Dustin said as Steve and I gave him an "are you serious?" look. Steve went down as I walked closely behind him, holding onto his shoulder. He turned on the light. We didn't see any lizard creature, but a slimy skin looking object on the ground.
"Steve? Y/n?" Dustin called to us from outside. "Steve, what's going on down there?"
"Get down here." Steve ordered him and showed him the skin.
"Oh, shit." Dustin said. Steve then pointed at his flashlight, showing a tunnel dug into the ground from the wall. "Oh, shit!... No way. No way."
The next morning, we grabbed more supplies and headed to the train tracks to lure the possible demogorgons to the junkyard.
"Dustin!" We heard Lucas say on the radio. "This is Lucas. Do you copy? Dustin?"
"Well, well well, look who it is." Dustin responded.
"Sorry, man. My stupid sister turned it off."
"Well, when you were having sister problems, Dart grew again, he escaped, and I'm pretty sure he's a baby demogorgon."
