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ALL HE COULD SEE WAS BLACK. A never-ending darkness that was haunting yet...peaceful.
Everything was calm, tamed. Nothing was on his mind, it was blank, it was frightening but he liked it. Not having the haunting thoughts roaming his brain like usual to the point it feels like his head would explode.
There was nothing, but suddenly he felt unbearable pain clawing at his throat and the burning in his lungs and it reminded him of when he ended up on that beach.
He tried to reach for his throat but he was being held down by hands, so many running over his body making the boy panic.
He could hear frantic beeping and shouts, but it was very faint.
Then all his thoughts and memories came back and he wanted to scream. He wanted to go back to the darkness where everything felt fine. His head started to pound at the amount of information running around.
Then he remembered. The Mind Flayer, Five's body, blood, so much blood.
Twelve gasped, his eyes snapping open, looking around frantically at all the people in his room all wearing white coats. He wiggled around under their grasp, crying out in fright.
Suddenly the hands vanished and all the white coats left, the boy just stared into space, feeling nothing anymore.
Just empty.
And for a split second, it felt like he was back in the dark place, but it didn't feel as peaceful.
"You okay?" A voice asked.
Twelve turned, no emotion in his normally bright blue eyes as he looked at Hopper, "He's gone."
He could tell Hopper had been crying by the red and puffy eyes, and the way the man grasped Levi's hand tightly as if at any second Twelve would die too. The young boy wanted to hug the man and comfort him but he didn't have the amount of energy, not even to ask the man what had happened after Five.
Hopper was going to reply when the door opened and everyone came in, ignoring the two visitor rules.
Eleven hesitantly took a seat next to Hopper by Levi's bed, watching the boy for his reaction, frowning when she didn't even get one, she expected a flinch or a glare, something! But she didn't get anything.
"Lev, you okay?" Dustin asked with wide eyes, taking a seat on the bed next to Levi, grasping his hand in his gently as if the boy would break at any moment.
Twelve looked at the boy, his heart speeding up but he pushed it down. "I'm fine."
Everyone glanced at one another wearily, knowing the boy wasn't 'fine' or anything close to it after the loss.
"We brought you something to eat if you're hungry," Nancy stated, handing the big bag of food to Hopper who handed out the food to El and Levi and himself.
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Fanfiction❛ I'll always come back to you, Twelve ❜ In which 011 & 012 find themselves on the run after escaping Hawkins Lab, meeting new faces and finding old ones. ❪ Dustin Henderson x Male!OC ❫ ❪ season 1 - 3 ❫ will NOT be back for season 4 | 2019