Not Just Another Number

Its All Over

Sarah's POV

I swerve into the school parking lot, slamming on the brake. The car skids to a halt. I take the keys out of the ignition and rush out of the car. I don't even bother locking it.

I run to the entrance of the gym, throwing the doors open. "Guys?!" I call out, cupping my hands around my mouth. I get no answer. I look behind the bleachers, seeing no sign of them. They must've ran to a classroom or something. This will take forever to find them. And on top of that, I need to avoid the people from the lab.

I push the gym doors aside and run out into the hall. "Dustin? Lucas? Mike?" I call out. I run down hall after hall, checking in each classroom I pass. Still no sign of them. A bad feeling starts to bubble in my gut.

I didn't take my radio out of my car, so I can't call them. "Mike! El! Lucas!"

I run down the hall on my left. I skid to a stop at the sight in front of me.

There's blood everywhere. On the walls and all over the floor. What the fuck happened here? There's a body in the center of it all. I walk forward, avoiding the pools of blood. It's a man, with familiar silver hair.

Brenner... Karma's a bitch ain't she? But how did this happen? El couldn't have done this. Brenner's chest is torn open, his innerds on the outside. They're torn apart as well. His face is in a permanent expression of pure fear.

I look back at all the blood and look at the walls. On the wall facing me are cracks, leading to debris and rubble on the floor. I take a step back, nearly tripping on Brenner's body.

It escaped... We didn't kill it. The blood got it's attention and it killed Brenner. It must still be here. I trip and fall, my hand falling in a smaller pool of blood.

I start to hyperventilate, my head hurting and my hands shaking. I shake my head, trying to push the pain away for now. I pull myself up and run down the hall, following the trail of broken ceiling lights.

I can hear growling coming from the classrooms down the hall. The lights are flickering quickly, making my head hurt even more. I feel my nose bleed. My hands start to heat up. Eleven, please be okay. Don't let any of my kids be hurt.

I slide to a stop outside of an open classroom. Inside are the kids and the demogorgon. I try to call out to them, but Eleven stops me. She stares at me, pain clear in her eyes.

She shoots her hand out towards me, making me fly back against the wall. She also slams the door shut. I hit my head on the wall, making my vision spin.

I groan and hold my head. I shakily stand up and grab the door handle. I try to open the door, but it's locked. I feel my eyes water as I try to unlock the door.

"El, please! You can't do this!" I yell, pounding on the door. She doesn't look at me.

Flashback montage~

"Hey, El. I'm going to be here for you, no matter what. I hope you can trust me, well, because..." I trail off as I pull up my fingerless gloves. "I come from the same place." El reaches her hand out and touches the scar. "You know bad men?" She asks looking up at me. I nod my head and smile down at her. "I swear to you that I'll help you no matter what." I whisper to her. I pull my hand away and tug down my gloves.

...

"Alright, so I've never done this before to anyone, so this is new for both of us." I say, putting some blush on a brush. I put it on her face, but she scrunches her nose. "No, you need to keep a straight face. See?" I laugh, before demonstrating on myself.