❛ 𝔦 𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔴𝔦𝔪 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯, 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔦𝔱'𝔰 𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔦'𝔡 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔦𝔢. ❜
→ * . & ━━ a girl by the name
of sar, who can walk through dreams, finds
herself drawn to her hometown and into a
bigger m...
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"HELLO? YOU GUYS CAN HEAR ME, RIGHT? Are you there?" The voice came out of seemingly nowhere. It startled the four kids, who were sitting inside the shelter of a rusted down bus. The heat and the waiting were sapping at their nerves.
All four of them sat up at the words. "Do you guys hear that?" Dustin was looking around with his eyebrows pulled in. The others pulled the same expression.
"Was that Sar?"
Lucas crawled up onto one of the seats to peer out the dusty windows. "I don't see her." The junkyard was deserted, and a helicopter whirred overhead.
"Can you guys hear me?"
Mike looked around, as if expecting her to be right there. "She's not here."
"It's gotta be Sar, doesn't it?"
"Yeah. She's doing that telepathy thing. Like Jean Grey," Dustin elaborated, sitting back down on his seat.
Lucas pulled a face at him. "I know what she does."
"Are we going to answer?" Mike interrupted their bickering. "We have to answer, right? I mean, she's looking for us."
"What if she's been captured?" Lucas asked.
"Like Lando Calrissian," Dustin acknowledged.
"Look, I know you can hear me. I'm with Nancy and Jonathan, and Chief Hopper and Joyce Byers. We know the bad men are looking for you and we need to know where you are, so we can help you."
Lucas was shaking his head rapidly. "Lando," he reminded. "Don't respond!"
"You really think the Moonmaiden would give away our position?" Dustin hissed.
"Maybe! If she was captured!" Lucas was throwing his hands up in exaggerated motions. "And stop calling her that. She's not the Moonmaiden."
Dustin raised his eyebrows. "Just wait until she turns into a moon goddess. Then you won't be disagreeing." Lucas just gave him a look.
Mike leant forward. "Look, if she wouldn't be doing this if she was captured. Didn't she say she would rather die than be captured?"
"Yeah, to Steve Harrington," Lucas exclaimed.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
Lucas was shaking his head. "You can't trust anything anyone says to Steve Harrington."
Dustin nodded at that. "It's Steve Harrington."
"Okay, well what do we do? She says she's with the Chief and my sister!"
"Maybe they're all captured," Dustin said. He raised his hands to clasp them over his hat. "Oh no, that would be bad."
"Please answer. We're trying to help you. El? Are you there, El?" Eleven looked up at the boys, as if alarmed. Her eyes were wide.
