Hawkins, Indiana is a quiet and safe town, or so everyone had thought.
When Dawn Henderson notices something strange happening in her town , her and her twin start to investigate with people she hadn't spoken to in ages, including her twin's best fr...
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Steve and I had urged everyone to go back down the stairs. Erica and Robin were confused at first when they had heard us talking about the Gate. It wasn't until we left the room and headed back down stairs when they started asking questions.
"You okay, Dawn? You're looking a bit pale." Robin glanced at me with worry.
"I'm fine." I licked my lips. "Can we just get out of here already?"
"I don't understand. You've seen this before?" Robin asked.
"Not exactly." Steve answered.
"Then what, exactly?"
"All you need to know is it's bad."
"Horrific, terrible, dire, whatever word you want to call it." I ran a shaking hand through my curls. "It's not good."
"It's really bad." Steve placed a comforting hand on my shoulder.
"Like end-of-the-human-race-as-we-know-it bad." Dustin went to
"And you know this how?" Robin questioned.
"Well...uh, you see-"
"Um, Steve?" Erica interrupted me, glancing at the floor. "Where's your Russian friend?"
We followed Erica's gaze. The unconscious Russian wasn't on the floor. In fact, he wasn't in the room. A red light turned on in the room followed by an alarm.
"Oh, for crying out loud." I groaned out.
"Shit." Steve went to the door.
He opened the door slightly to check what was going on. There was yelling from the other side. Steve quickly closed the door.
"Shit." Steve waved for us to move. We ran up the stairs. "Go, go, go, go, go!"
"Shit." Dustin cursed under his breath.
Dustin led the way and opened the door. We took a turn and another door came into view. I quickly opened it, rushing everyone to go in without checking into the room. Dustin froze. Looking up, I saw people in lab coats stare back at us.
"Go!" Steve ordered, placing a hand on my back and urging me to move. Dustin and the others ran to another door on the left. "Shit! Shit, shit, shit! Go, go, go!"
