I opened my eyes, to find Mom looking for the spot where one of the drawings went...I sat up, and she walked off into the hall, taping it to a spot between two drawings...I felt so exhausted, and everything hurt...The room also felt warm...I said,"Hey, Mom..." She turned, and said,"Oh, Sarah...How are you feeling, baby?" I said,"The same...What happened to Mike?" She said,"He's with your brother." I slowly walked to Will's room, and went inside...Mike looked at me, his eyes widening, as he walked around the room, and I sat down in the chair by the window...Will told Mike,"It's like...It's like I feel what the shadow monster's feeling. See what he's seeing."
My brother was covered in sweat, having a shirt on, and Mike asked,"Like...In the Upside Down?" Will said,"Some of him is there. But some of him is here, too." Mike asked,"Here, like, in this house?" Will said,"In this house, and...And in me..." I looked up, and whispered,"In me, too, Will...Always in my head..." Will said,"It's like...Like he's reaching into Hawkins more and more. And the more he spreads, the more connected to him I feel." Mike said,"And the more you see these now-memories." I said,"Will...I...I don't feel like me anymore...It's inside of me...This darkness...And...And he keeps talking to me...And even when I sleep, I see things..Bad things..." Will said,"At first, I just felt it in the back of my head. I didn't even really know it was there. It's like when you have a dream, and you can't remember it unless you think really hard...It was like that. But now I remember. I remember all the time." I sat next to Will, and laid my head on his shoulder...
Mike said,"Maybe...Maybe that's good?" My head shot up, and Will asked,"Good?" Mike said,"Just think about it, Will. You and Sarah are like spies now. Superspies. Spying on the shadow monster. If you know what he's seeing and feeling,maybe that's how we can stop him. Maybe all this is happening for a reason." Will asked,"You really think so?" Mike said,"Yeah. Yeah, I really do." We all three looked at Will's drawings of the shadow monster, and Will asked,"But what if he realises we're spying on him? What if he spies back?" Mike said,"He won't." Will asked,"How do you know?" Mike grabbed Will's hand, and said,"Because we won't let him." I slept in Will's bed with him that night, and Mike slept on the floor beside the bed... The next morning, Will shot up in bed, gasping, and I shot up beside him, and we looked at each other...Mike sat up, and asked,"What's wrong?" We all three went to the living room, where Mom sat, surrounded by all the drawings, staring at them...Will asked,"Mom?" She turned, and asked,"Yeah?" Will said,"I saw him." Mom asked,"You saw who, baby?" I whispered,"Hopper." Will said,"I think he's in trouble. I think he's going to die."
We went to Will's room, and immediately, Will began drawing another picture...I leaned against the wall, trying not to fall...He finished his drawing, as thunder rumbled...Mom asked him,"Is this is? Is there where you saw Hopper?" I walked over, and looked at the drawing...I said,"I think so.." Will said,"Yeah..." Mom said,"Okay.", and she took the drawing, going off down the halls with Mike to find where it went...Will looked at me, and said,"Sarah..You look sick..." I said,"You don't look so good yourself, Will The Wise..." I winced, sitting down on his bed, as my body protested, everything on and in it aching...I said,"I just wish the voice would stop...All day it's in my head...It's hard to sleep...I can't even really think, the voice is so loud..." I sighed, and stood, as I heard a car pull up...Minutes later, Mom called,"Will! Sarah!" We walked into the living room, where Mike, Mom, and Bob stood...Bob stared in awe at all the drawings, and said,"Huh. Hmm. You draw all these yourself?" Mom said,"Mmm-hmm...He and Sarah." Bob asked,"Why, exactly?" Mom said,"I told you the rules. No-no questions, okay? We...We just need you to help us figure out what..." Bob didn't move, as Mom walked away, and she called,"Bob? Bob? Over here." We all walked over, and Mom marked a red X on the picture Will drew. She said,"...Where...Where this is." Mike said,"That's the objective. Find the X."
Bob asked,"What's at the X? Pirate treasure?" Mom said,"Bob, no questions." He said,"Okay." He took Mom, and said,"Let me talk to you for a second. Hold on, guys." Me, Mike, and Will sat down at the kitchen table, and watched, as Bob and Mom suddenly rushed by. Bob and Mom walked into the kitchen, and Bob said,"It's not a puzzle. It's a map! It's a map of Hawkins." I felt shock go through me, and Will and Mike looked at each other. Mom looked shocked, too, and Bob asked,"Right, Will, Sarah?" Me and Will just sat, speechless...
Bob sat down at the table with a map and ruler. He took a measurement, then said,"All right. All right. I'm three point six inches. What do you got?" Mike answered, stretching out one end of the measuring tape,"I'm not sure. Mrs. Byers?" Mom, who had the other end of the measuring tape called,"Hold on...Twenty one feet, four inches." Bob asked,"What about Tippecanoe to Danford Creek?" Mom said,"Danford? Where's Danford?" Will looked around, then said,"Dining room." I followed them silently, waving at Bob slightly as we passed. Mom said,"Sixteen feet, ten inches." Bob asked,"What about Danford to Jordan?" Mom said,"Oh, come on. This has gotta be enough." She rolled up the measuring tape, and we all filed into the room with Bob. He said,"It's not...It's really not." Mom said,"Okay. Can't you figure it out?" Bob answered,"Well, it's hard. The ratio isn't exactly one-to-one. But if you're twisting my arm, and you are twisting my arm, I would say the X is..." He took a pen, and drew some lines. "Maybe a half mile southeast of Danford?" Mom kissed his cheek, and said,"Thank you. Thank you." She grabbed up the map, and raced for the door, me, Mike, and Will close behind. Bob called,"Wait! Are we..we really going?"
We climbed in the car, and drove for what seemed like hours. Mike finally said,"Nothing. There's nothing here." Mom asked,"Are we close?" Bob answered,"We're in the vicinity." Mom asked,"What does that mean? We're in the vicinity?" Bob said,"It means we're close. I don't know. It's not precise." Mom said,"But we did all that work." I closed my eyes, and so did Will...Obviously, we were thinking the same thing. Will suddenly shouted,"Turn right!" Mom asked,"What?" I said,"Turn right here!" Will said,"I saw him." Mike asked,"Where?" He answered,"Not here. In my now-memories!" Bob asked,"In your what?" Me and Will both shouted,"Turn right!" Mom yanked the steering wheel, and we all screamed, as we crashed through a sign, and what looked like hay, almost crashing into the back of Hopper's car. Mom stopped the car, and asked,"Are you okay?" I nodded, then raced out of the car, and threw up. Bob asked Mom,"What's Jim doing here? Joyce?" Mom told the boys to stay in the car, despite Will's protests that it wasn't safe. She and Bob walked by Hopper's car, calling his name. I watched Mom find something, then beat something with a shovel. Sharp pain lanced through my whole body when she did that, and I fell to my knees, throwing up again...I saw Mom drop and disappear, then Bob, and knew they were in the tunnels...Mike and Will got out of the car, and I stood shakily, the pain fading. We walked over to the hole, and looked down. Mike asked,"Do you see anything? I mean, in your now-memories?" Will shook his head, and we turned quickly, as screeching tires were heard. I quickly pulled a bracelet from my pocket and wrapped it around the number on my arm, as I saw the white vans of the lab. They unloaded, ignoring us, and went down into the hole...Minutes later, excruciating pain ripped through my entire body, worse than when the Shadow Monster got me...The best way to describe it is, take a white hot branding iron, multiply the hear by about five, then imagine that, but through your whole body...I couldn't breathe, couldn't think...I began screaming, every nerve white hot, and then, darkness...
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