"Are the communists behind this?"
"No."
"So our government lied?"
"Our government is behind this!"
Did Scarlett think she would be involved in a huge...
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"Come back. Even as a shadow, even as a dream." ~Euripides .｡❅*⋆⍋*∞*｡*∞*⍋⋆*❅｡
Scarlett silently struggled with pulling up the zipper of her black dress. The day of Will Byers' funeral had arrived. Or fake funeral. Scarlett wasn't sure, they had found his body, but then Joyce claimed it wasn't real. All she knew was that she had to attend another funeral in her young life. The brunette also knew that she, Jonathan and Nancy would continue their research on whatever the hell Nancy had seen. Scarlett herself had done the little research she could instead of sleeping, but alas, she was yet to find any helpful information.
The Henderson girl tightened the old straps of her shoes before standing up from her bed. With one last glance in the mirror, Scarlett exited her room and walked down the creaking stairs. The three Hendersons sat in silence around the table as they munched on their breakfast. The air was thick with tension and heavy to breathe.
All three remembered the funeral of Bill Henderson all too well.
Claudia couldn't bear the thought of her children having to attend two funerals in their young lives. Both funerals of people who died before their time. Both people whose deaths were sudden and unexpected. Both deaths involved people the Hendersons loved.
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Soon enough, the trio stood in the soft sun, a few more people stood around as they watched a priest speak a few words. Scarlett's green eyes half closed due to the sun as she watched the small casket being lowered into the deep hole in the ground. The casket was tiny, too small. It made it so painfully obvious that it was a 12-year-old boy who was being buried. A kid who was yet to live his life.
That alone was a reason for Scarlett to be motivated to defeat the monster and save Will, Barb and Blake. She remembered what a clueless girl she was at 12, Will deserved a chance to develop and find himself. Barb and Blake deserved more than the shitty world had given them, from bullying to abusive and homophobic parents.
Claudia pulled her two children along so they could drop flowers onto the casket before they could pay their respects to Joyce, Lonnie and Jonathan. Now, the Hendersons were all too aware of Lonnie and his behaviour. Way to often had they opened their doors to Jonathan and Will whenever their parents were fighting. So the three barley managed to nod at Lonnie in respect before they walked over to Joyce and gave the poor woman warm hugs and whatever words of comfort they could. Though Joyce was to shellshocked to process what was happening around her, her eyes were only trained on the hole in the ground. Similar comforts were repeated when they walked up to Jonathan, and soon enough the funeral was officially over.
