042. look at his eyes

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042. LOOK AT HIS EYES

"call the police, there's a madman around"
-west end girls, pet shop boys

"call the police, there's a madman around"-west end girls, pet shop boys

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˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ Kat, Nancy, and Robin were walking up the stairs to the library, and Kat could tell that Nancy was already about to lose it

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˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ Kat, Nancy, and Robin were walking up the stairs to the library, and Kat could tell that Nancy was already about to lose it.

Robin had been nonstop asking questions and verifying parts of Nancy's plan over and over again.

"Help me get this straight," Robin started again. "Eddie's uncle, Wayne, thinks that Victor Creel escaped from Pennhurst Asylum and that he's the one running around Hawkins committing all these murders?"

"Yes," Kat responded for Nancy, knowing she was growing annoyed already.

"But Victor committed the eyeball murders, like, way back in the '50s," Robin pointed out, holding the door open for Kat and Nancy.

"Well, '59," Nancy corrected.

As usual, Robin didn't realize Nancy was getting agitated and continued talking. "So, that means these murders predate Eleven and the Upside Down by about thirty years?"

"Yeah."

"Which makes spooky Victor Creel like seventy years old," Robin said, resting her elbows on the counter.

"Yep," Nancy said tightly, ringing the assistance bell.

"So, he's a grandpa murderer. That can turn invisible and lift people in the air."

Kat nodded. "I know it doesn't make sense, this really is a shot in the dark," she said, eyeing Nancy who was about to start seething.

Robin rolled her eyes. "I know, I just thought that by 'shot in the dark,' you were being modest or hiding something super solid up your sleeve that you were gonna wow us with later,"—Nancy rang the bell again— "But this is really, truly a shot in the dark. Like, we are snipers with blindfolds on who've been spun around fifty times."

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