𝐇𝐏 ┊ ❪ 𝓗𝙾𝙲𝚄𝚂 𝓟𝙾𝙲𝚄𝚂! ❫
↳ まやかし ❛ this is 𝐚𝐥𝐥 just
some 𝒉𝒐𝒄𝒖𝒔 pocus ❜︎
₍ ♡ ₎ ˚ ༘ → ༄ ‧₊˚˚.𖤐₊〔 👼🏼🏹☁️ 〕
in which strange occurrences keep
happening in the town of Hawkins
a...
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❪ 𝐇 𝐎 𝐂 𝐔 𝐒 𝐏 𝐎 𝐂 𝐔 𝐒 ❫ ★・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・★ 𝟬𝟬𝟴. ┊ 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 ...!― ❪ you think i'm going crazy like you thought mom was . . . ❫
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CHARLIE stared at the man before her who had salt and peppered hair, she glanced around the room as he wrote in his notepad about God knows what. The sound of the clock above the door ticked, the sound echoed in her ears. She shut her eyes briefly before her gaze fell onto her father's emerald eyes, who wore a reassuring look. Since entering the facility, an aura fell onto the girl, and it wasn't a good one.
Perhaps it was knowing the girl she and her brother had befriended months prior had been held hostage somewhere in the building. Or that something evil lied within and she was forbidden to speak of it, even with her father present.
Truth is, John wasn't entirely sure as to what happened the year before. All he was told was to never speak of the odd situations that had occurred and he and his children would be safe. Though 'safe' translated to Charlie and Sam was 'controlled'.
