THE SPY

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SHE FELT LIKE fire, or at least somewhat on fire. She was burning up. It was as if pitch forks were being held towards her skin and they stayed there until she melted. She opened her eyes and suddenly she was staring at a bright light that was shined into her face. When she looked around her, Joyce was crying and bob was holding onto her, Mike was being pushed to the side, but worry was evidently across his face. Tears soaked his face, making it hard for him to breathe through the pain.

Him? Who's him?

Sky sat up abruptly, covered in sweat and breathing heavily. She knew it. She knew who it was. But, how did he get there? What happened to him? And why did he feel like he was on fire?

It had darkened, the night among her and the two other people she was in the car with. They were arguing about something but they sounded faint, almost like she wasn't there. She laid back down, gripping the flowers close to her chest as tears developed in her eyes. Something was wrong.

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   Sky followed Dustin and Steve out of the car and to the trunk. Steve tossed his keys and Dustin caught them. Dustin looked at them weirdly while Steve grabbed the bat with nails. He shut the trunk and they went to the backyard.

   When there, Steve flashed his flashlight on the the chained lock. For a moment, Steve stood right there, silent. Sky crossed her arms, and waited.

   "I don't hear shit."

   "He's in there." Dustin told him softly, also staring at the storm cellar. Steve hit it with his bat and when nothing happened, he hit it harder. Sky scrunched her face up. What was that suppose to do, exactly? Let dart know that they're there and make it easy for him to attack and eat their bodies?

   Steve turned to them, "Alright, listen, children. I swear, if this is some sort of Halloween prank, you're both dead."

   He flashed the light in Dustin and sky's faces, making them cringe. "It's not." Dustin stated. "Alright?" Steve kept the light in there face.

   As sky snapped, the light flickered off, "Its not a prank. Get that out of our face."

   Steve removed its direction and it came back on. Steve glanced at her trying to get her sight back and sighed, "Either if you got a key for this thing?"

   After giving him the key and sky reminding him she had abilities, he opened the doors. Dustin held the light, peering down in the storm cellar. Steve took the light away from Dustin, "Let me see that."

   When there was no sight of him, Dustin suggested, "He must be further down there."

   "I'll stay up here with Sky in case he tries to escape." Dustin stated. Sky nodded. Steve looked over at the two, before sighing and going down there.

   After a while, Dustin called out to him. When he didn't respond, Sky crouched down as if trying to hear his cries if the demogorgan had tried eating him but nothing. "Steve, what's going on down there?"

   Suddenly, Steve's flashlight flashed in their faces and they both jumped, sky immediately embraced in the arms of Dustin. "Get down here." Steve told them. Sky was annoyed, but it washed away when she realized Dustin was holding her. She pressed her lips in a thin line and waited for him to let go.

   When he did, she raced down the stairs without a minute to waste, leaving Dustin bewildered but following her shortly after. Sky stared at the slimy shed of skin on Steve's bat. It was dripping—sky didn't know what shed skin and liquid dripped from it—but she stayed away. "Oh, shit."

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