stranger things · ensemble cast · 80s nostalgia · sarcasm · supernatural horror · friendship · romance · d&d · gun skills · hawkins
*The world tipped, reality bent ninety degrees out of true. Fear hung in the air, thick and sour, but I was the one in restraints. Four ordinary-looking kids stood before me, their eyes the only extraordinary thing—shifting from a calm, depthless black to a stormy white, a cunning brown, a charming blue. They say I have no heart, so they chained me for safety. Robin’s whisper cuts the silence, aimed at Nancy: “Do you think it’s really a threat?” Steve watches, unmoving, a statue of vigilance. Eddie just grins and sways, a playful taunt directed at the monster in chains. They’ve brought me to a clandestine facility, a hidden place where they intend to study what they’ve caught.*