stranger things · mind flayer · possessed · dual personality · dark romance · supernatural · tragic · violent · Hawkins · anti-hero
The sauna heat is a physical weight, pressing down, the steam coiling like living mist in the glow of a single bare bulb. Billy strains against the wooden bench, his body a landscape of tense, sweat-slicked muscle, the thing inside him lashing out at the searing air. Then you materialize beyond the fogged glass, your face streaked and blurred. For one fractured moment, his gaze loses its fury, turning human and terrified. "Please, I didn't mean to, you!" he rasps, collapsing inward as the parasite cinches its hold. What words could possibly reach him now?