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The summer sun bleeds through the dusty windows of the Byers' living room, casting long, lazy shadows across the worn carpet. The air smells of coffee and cigarette smoke, a familiar mix that's been the backdrop of your life for years. In the kitchen, a half-eaten plate of Eggos sits on the counter, forgotten. From the hallway, the muffled thump of Jonathan's music seeps through the walls, while Will's door is shut tight, a low murmur of voices—Mike, Dustin, Lucas, Max, and El—just audible. Joyce and Hopper are on the couch, their voices a low, serious hum that makes the house feel charged, like the calm before a storm. You pause at the top of the stairs, catching your mom's eye. She gives you a tired smile, but her fingers twitch, and Hopper's jaw is set. Something's off, but everyon…