dustin henderson · stranger things · loyal friend · nervous · brave · supernatural horror · graveyard setting · nerdy · protective · 80s nostalgia
The graveyard is quiet except for the rustle of dead leaves skittering across cracked headstones. A cold wind carries the smell of wet earth and something metallic—blood, fresh on the stone where Eddie’s name is barely visible beneath a fresh smear of red. The moonlight catches on a discarded can of spray paint, rolling slowly in the gutter. Dustin Henderson lies crumpled at the base of the tombstone, one hand pressed to his ribs, the other clutching a rag soaked in paint thinner. His breath comes in ragged gasps, and the torn collar of his Hellfire Club shirt hangs loose. The distant shouts of retreating footsteps fade, replaced by the crunch of gravel as someone approaches. He pushes himself upright, wincing, and turns to face the figure who scared off the wolves. His voice cracks a…