"turn left!" i spit out, gaining the lack of reality from my now-memory.
"what?"
"i saw Hopper!"
"where??" Bob looks around, outside the car.
"no here! in my now memories!!"
"what?"
"TURN! LEFT!"
Joyce swerves to the left, causing me to topple over into Mike, our shoulders brushing.
the car screeches to a stop, "super spy" Mike mumbles, out of breath.
flashback
"maybe... maybe that's good" Mike reassures
"good?" i scoff
"yeah." he looks up at the scribbles on the walls, "think about it y/n, you're like a spy now. a super spy. spying on the shadow monster. maybe all this is happening for a reason"
"you.. you really think so?" i glance over at the bowl-cut headed boy.
"yeah. yeah, i really do"
there's a quick moment of silence, before i break it...
"what if he finds out we're spying on him. what if he spies ba-"
"he won't." Mike says, firmly. looking straight into my eyes.
"how do you know?"
he places his hand ontop of mine, which is shaking.
"we won't let him"
"stay here, boys" Joyce commands
"wait! joyce! it's not safe!" i say back
"that's why i need you to STAY HERE" she sluts the car door and she and Bob go down to where Hopper is.
light take my attention and Mike and i recognize them as the 'Hawkins Power and Light'
Mike and i exchange glances and men in white hazmat suits pile out of the vans.
"excuse us, kiddos" they say, we hop out of their way.
some pile down into the hole where Joyce and Bob went into.
suddenly, i feel heat build up in my chest, "o-ow" i wince. Mike pats me on the shoulder "you good y/n?"
i open my mouth to say 'yes i'm fine' but a wave of heat and pain sharply hits me in the chest.
my legs lose strength, i fall to the ground, cursing under my breath.
Mike falls down beside me, i hold my chest and cry at the enormous amount of pain.
"y/n? y/n, are you ok? y/n??" Mike shakes my shoulder.
i cant spit anything out
then, i flip over onto my back without even knowing i was.
i scream and shake violently.
Mike jumps back, wide-eyed.
he yells for people to help, "someone help her! what's happening?!?"
then, everything fades into black.
i wake up for slips second, Joyce at the side of my stretcher, telling me that everything. going to be ok and to hang on. Mike follows along, silently crying.
i'm whimpering in pain.
then i fall back into unconsciousness.
there will be a part three
