The group heads for the Creel house next, Robin falsely using a brick as a key. There Max finds the same clock that's been haunting the victim of Vecna. Erin, Fred, Chrissy.. Max. It haunts them all. They then decide to split, hoping to find clues. The bag they left downstairs getting a call from Eddie, but it goes unheard.
They continue to go through the house, Steve stumbling upon the little Creel boy's spider nest. Nansy there to comfort him, and of course Robin. As they have their little moment, Max and Lucas have their own too. After she sees the light flicker, a part of her thinking, hoping maybe it was the missing girl, so she follows. The others soon notice, the group gathering under the chandelier.
"It's like the Christmas lights." Nancy observes.
"The Christmas lights?"
"Yeah, when Will was in the upside down, the lights came to life.." She explains.
"So.. is this Erin? Is Erin trying to communicate through the lights, you think?" Steve questions.
"Hard to say for sure. It's plausible." Dustin inhales. Lucas shakes his head.
"Vecna's here. In this house. Just on the other side, I don't think it's Erin guys." Just then, the lights cut out.
"Uh.. I think he's not wrong." Steve asks.
"I think he just left the room." Robin comments, them now convinced it was Vecna.
"Did he hear us? Maybe it was Erin." Max looks around expectantly.
"Can he- they see us?" Steve wonders aloud.
"Headphones." Lucas throws to Max.
"Wait, wait. Everyone turn off your flashlights and spread out." Nancy wants to test.
"We're not gonna be able to see if we turn off our flash.. lights. Jesus chris-.." Steve gives up, the others following her lead, leaving him behind. He eventually does the same, shutting off his light.
The group spreads out through the house, flashlights in hand.
"I got 'em!" Robin calls out as her flashlight glows.
"Oh! Oh, I got him! I- I had him.." She pulls her flashlight back to her she held in the air as the light begins to die down, the others running their way to her now. Steve's glows then, taking them by surprise.
"Oh, whoa. Oh, I think he's moving. He's moving. He's moving.. We're sure it's him moving, right?" Steve asks, a little frightened as he follows the light. They follow, making their way up the stairs before the light cuts off suddenly.
"I lost him.." Steve exhales.
"No, you didn't." Max says. She continues, finding a secret door where lights could be seen flickering. The attic.
"It's an attic.. Of course it's an attic.." Robin's voice wavers as they go up stairs.
"Yeah, no, I don't think this Erin guys. Guys? Hold up, guys. What if he's leading us into a trap? Guys. Guys. Shi-! Shit, shit, shit." Dustin follows after the others, troubles in the outside world taking place without their knowledge.
Eddie begins to get corners, Jason and his buddies closing in on him. He calls for Dustin again over the walkie, trying to get his distress call heard. This would be the very night Patrick would lose his life trying to pursue Eddie. Vecna claiming victim number three.
Back at the Creel house they make their way into the attic, their lights flashing wildly.
"Okay, what's happening?" Steve asks, frightened. Their flashlights resonate with the light above. Below them.. was Vecna.
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Fanfiction"Yes, she's.. Chrissy, Fred.. they're both dead, man. Listen, I need you to focus, Eddie. Erin, when she went to the art room, where would she store them? Her artwork." Eddie stammers over the line. "Like, like I would know that.." He scoffs lamely...
