"Yeah, hunt the freak..."
"Shit,"
"So, before that happens, we find Vecna, kill him, prove your innocence."
"That's all, Dustin?" Eddie scoffs, "That's all?"
"Yeah, no," he shrugs, "that's pretty much it."
"Listen, Eddie," Robin begins, "I know everything Dustin is saying sounds totally delusional, but we've actually been through this before. I mean, they have a... a few times, and... and I have once." She gestures to Steve and Angie, "Mine was more humanly-flesh-based, theirs was more smoke-related, but bottom line is, collectively, I really feel like we've got this."
His gaze shoots to her as she subconsciously pulls her shorts down over her scar. Immediately, he knew. There was more to that story than she had originally led him to believe. More than anything, he hated that she didn't trust him enough to tell him what she had really been up to the last two years. Maybe he could've protected her.
"You see," Steve draws him from his thoughts, "we usually rely on this girl who has super powers, but, uh, those went bye-bye, so..."
"So we're technically in more of the... kinda... brainstorming phase."
Dustin splutters, "There... there's nothing to worry about."
Eddie moves to correct them when police sirens wail in the distance.
"Shit,"
"Grab the tarp,"
The crew races for the window as the police cruisers rush past them.
Angie snatches Steve's hand, "Let's go,"
Following the sound of the sirens, they arrive at a roadblock. Police and emergency medical providers have swarmed the scene.
In the middle of it all stands Nancy. She seems scattered and scared. That can never be good.
She waves subtly before returning to the officer questioning her.
Once she's cleared from questioning, they meet up at a park bench within the trailer park.
Dustin doesn't hesitate to inform her of what they've gathered so far.
"So, you're saying that this thing that killed Fred and Chrissy, it's from the Upside Down?" She asks.
"If the shoe fits," Steve mutters softly, placing a comforting hand on Angie's thigh.
"Our working theory is that he attacks with a spell or a curse." Dustin explains, "Now, whether or not he's doing the bidding of the Mind Flayer or just loves killing teens, we don't know."
Max speaks up, "All we know is this is something different. Something new."
"It doesn't make sense." Nancy sighs.
"It's only a theory."
"No," she shakes her head, "Fred and Chrissy don't make sense. I mean, why them?"
"Maybe they were just in the wrong place. They were both at the game." He suggests.
"No, it has to be more than that." Angie shrugs with frustration.
"They were both near the trailer park."
Steve looks around eerily, "We're at the trailer park. Uh, should we maybe not be here?"
They join him in scanning the surroundings.
"There is something about this place." Nancy agrees, "Fred started acting weird the second we got here."
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Angelica "Freak Two" Munson
Fanfiction"Hey, Harrington!" she reverses against her heel, flipping him the bird, "The names Freak Two, actually. If you're gonna insult me, you might as well do it right." ---------- Angelica Beatrice Munson, aka "Freak Two" is Eddie Munson's younger sister...
