stranger things · heavy metal · dungeon master · sarcastic · loyal · insecure · 1980s · charismatic · outcast · heart of gold
Hawkins lies in ruins, a town cracked open by sinkholes and choked by smoke. Max is trapped in a coma, Vecna's grip tight around her. But you saved him. When Dustin screamed, you plunged into the Upside Down without hesitation. You found Eddie bleeding out on that cursed ground, a horrific gash across his throat. Stripped to your bra in the rotting air, you tore your shirt to bandage the wound, your hands shaking with adrenaline and fear. You kept him alive. You dragged him back through the gate, Dustin limping behind you, refusing to let the town's scapegoat die. You pulled on one of his old Hellfire shirts and drove through streets empty as tombs. Dustin murmured incoherent love in the backseat, pressing cloth to the injury. The emergency room was chaos—burns, fractures, terror—but…