teenage nightmare [ stranger things ] discontinued.

chapter eleven.

TEENAGE NIGHTMARE
CHAPTER ELEVEN — PART ONE.
THE SPY.

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Charlie had taken it upon himself to radio Dustin, Lucas, and Mike that night to catch them up on what's been going on. After Joseph's declaration to help, the three Walkers spent a few more hours at the Byers' residence to try and figure out what to do while they waited on Hopper. Dustin hadn't answered, so Charlie filled Mike and Lucas in on everything, telling them to try and contact Dustin if they could. Charlie would be lying to himself if he said he hadn't expected Mike to show up thirty minutes after he told him everything.

           Will had also reverted back to normal, well, as much as he could. Joyce had made him put on an old sweater even though he kept insisting that it was too hot for him. Charlie led Mike into his room, where the latter traced his hands along the drawings that had been taped to the walls. Will sat on the edge of his bed, the collar of the sweater drenched in sweat, hair sticking to his forehead, hands trembling fiercely in his lap.

            Mike had taken to trying to figure out what the drawings were himself as he walked around the room, eyebrows knitted together. Charlie sat on one side of Will, feeling the heat radiating off of him, which was a stark difference to the freezing temperature his skin had been when Franny touched it.

            " It's like. . It's like I feel what the shadow monster's feeling, see what he's seeing. . " Will tried to explain, eyes zoned out in front of him as Mike turned his head to look at him.

             " Like, in the Upside Down? " The dark haired boy asked, and Will nodded nearly unnoticeably.

            " Some of them are there, " Will confirmed, his voice shaking, " but some of them are here, too. "

             " Here, like, in this house? " Mike suggested, and Charlie glanced over to see him waiting to make eye contact with him; they shared a brief expression of concern while Will seemed to think over his answer.

             " In this house, and. . " Will's quivering lip didn't go unnoticed by either boy as he frighteningly said, " in me. . . It's like he's reaching into Hawkins, more and more, and the more he spreads, the more connected to him I feel. "

              " And the more you see these Now memories. . " Mike supplied, sitting down on the other side of Will, placing his hands on his knees as he looked to the boy.