Stranger Things S.3

Scene 1

"Will, Will? Will please I'm so sorry, please if you can hear me please, tell me!" She yelled at Will, as no voice replied she cried shaking, worry flooded her lungs forcing a pained voice, burning. Longing for his reply she relentlessly let a tear fall from her eye down her cheek feeling the cold ,and denying the inevitable, that she had lost her reason for living and will to fight. "Please!"

Will violently pulled awake sits emotionless in his room, still dim from morning light whispering  "Ten" to himself. Joyce running in to embrace her son she asks what happened and he replies with a simple short,  bad dream. Knowing the nightmares of the upside down were coming to a slow, everyday getting more and more separated, she leaves it at that and exits his room. The thought of this voice, this delicate broken voice, of someone he knew so well, accompanied by this face, engraved in his brain, he needed this girl. He remembered her so clearly yet so vaguely, so weak he couldn't put a name to the face, but he had a number, a random number, Ten.

With the introduction of high school into the gangs lives, transportation is a necessity. Over the summer Eleven received her first bike from Hopper and Mike taught her to ride, although he knew she still wished to ride with him she had to get her own so she could ride to the Wheeler's whenever she pleased. Since Mike, Eleven, Lucas, Dustin and Max all had transportation to school, Joyce decided to give Will his bike privileges as long as he has the office or Mr. Clarke call her if he is going to stay or be even a second late.

There's a girl. She has light brown red hair, in black corduroy overalls and a plaid sweatshirt underneath and messy black converse high tops. She's alone in the forest, facing away, fiddling with a small piece of something in one hand. She turns, it's her. Her face bleak but still peaceful, undeniable pleading for something, but what, Her eyes are closed as a single tear escapes her eye as she whispers, "Will".