𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙥𝙤𝙥! 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣

SCENE SIX. will's visions

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by the time they pull back up to thr station, they sun had already started to rise im the sky. seeing the early morning sun onto the radio shack as they drove up the hill. and through car park was desert of every car that wasn't thr two red cars parked beside one another. harrington and parkers cars.

"it looks like robin sent up the bat signal." dustin commented as they all climbing out the car, piper stretching her arms as she moved to stand beside steve. their hands brushing against each other. loopingvherxpinkie over his. a vure but not duper obvious way to hold hands. jonathan runs over to nancy the second the car pulls up and she gets out. mike and lucss are walking up to them. a confused look on their faces as their eyes reach dustin. his bruised and still bloody. he has tissues up his nose, and piper's now bloodied pink tank top is hung out his left pocket. they start bickering about his injuries when the doors open.

"hey, this isn't a social call, kiddos. let's go.: she motions. spinning back on her heel and heading straight back in side. steve loops his fingers with piper's as he pulls her inside. the boys following quickly behind. they all find a seat as they entered.

"derek turnbow? as in the turnbow family? like turnbow realty?" syrve questions as piper sits beside him. curled into him as his fingers play with the tip of her hair. his arm thrown over her shoulders.

"the one and only." robin comments.

"the whole family is a menace." lucas spits. a look of disgust on his face as the turnbow's were mentioned.

"how can you be  sure that derek's the mext target?" nancy asks, looking up at will. jonathan making a small him of agreement as he takes her hand, before throwing a quick look to steve. who's not even looking at them. but up at will as they listened.

"because i saw. i've learned that when i'm close enpigh to the hive mind. i can tap into it, into vecnas mind. i can see who he's targeting. the first time ot happened, i saw through holly's eyes. the same day she was taken. and this morning, it happened again. only this time, i wasn't holly. i was someone else. i was derek turnbow. i'm positive." will explained through his visions of what he had seen as best as he could. piper understood how hard it was to explain things when it came to becna so she sat quickly. tapping her thumb on steve's thigh as she listened intently.

"hold on, i'm a little lost." steve mumbled as he unlooped his arm from around piper's shoulders to sit up straight.

"shocking." dustin made a sly comment, which was returned with a magazine to his face which luckily for him missed by just enough and hit his shoulder. piper giving a small huff as it missed.

"were you seeing through the eyes of vecna or of derek?" he questions and in his defence it was a valid question. piper had been listening, taking in every word and even she didn't quite understand that part.

"both. i was vecna. but inside derek's mind."

"so like seeing what vecna was seeing as he tapped into derek's mind." piper added and will have a quick nod of approval as he pointed to her.

"vecna is like a psychic serial killer. he stalks his victims but does it by invading their minds. like what he did to max and piper. right?" robin starts analysing before looking up at piper to confirm her theory. she just nods and her eyes fall down to her trainers. she could see the cherry socks poking out.

"but the way he's doing it this time is different..we did some digging at the hospital and it turns out that before he took holly, vecna stalk her. but he didn't appear as vecna. he appeared as henry as a friend." nanvy added in to the conversation and piper's blood ran cold. as a friend. as henry. and she thought back to last night or was it early thing morning?

"piper." his voice is cold. like falling into a lake on the middle of november. like sn ice cube dropped down her shirt. her fingers twitch. no. and she finds herself staring back at the face of her father. in a neat brown suit with a brown felted fedora. horn rimmed glasses and pale ling features. sharp blue eyes and an overly friendly smile. and the car heading towards the van, flashed its lights and he disappeared. and she blinked him away. not real.

that's how he was appearing to lure in the children. as a friend.

"wr think he was trying to warn her trust. now, why he went to all that trouble, we don't know. but i highly doubt his long term goal is friendship." mike added in as well alongside namcys comment about henry.

"whatever it is, whatever he's planning. we have to stop him. and we have to save derek." will comments. and he motions for everyone to follow him. leading the group done into the basement where nanvy comes up with the plans for the crawls. he starts explaining the plan that they should use but piper has long been not listening. her mind is racing twitch that image of vecna. of henry. its uneasy. that someone that evil and malicious is presenting themselves as kind and poor children are falling for it. she thinks of holly wheeler. the little girl she sat next to once and drew little pictures when max was being possed and was on house arrest at the wheelers to be watched. it makes her violent sick. so she does. without another word. she stands abruptly. her hand clasping over her mouth as she rushes into the dingy little bathroom. it was barely a bathroom. a dame room, the size of a closet. with a rundown sink that dint have good water and a really old toliet. and she looked back at the firl in the mirror. pale qith dark eyes. and tears fill her eyes as she doubles over the toilet. but its not sick that leaves. but this think blackish sludge. shiver running down her spin as she sobs quietly. and when she blinks its gone. when she blinks she's just doubled ove the toilet. nothing in the bowl as her hands shake on the sides. and she wipes the tears away. what the fuck was happening to her?