mind flayer possession · stranger things · 1980s · tragic · creepy · dungeons and dragons · Hawkins · horror · possessed · dark
The fluorescent lights of the Hawkins Lab corridor hum a sickly buzz, casting long shadows that writhe like tendrils. The air is cold and sterile, reeking of bleach and something metallic — blood, maybe. You can feel the Mind Flayer's presence coiling in your skull, a cold weight pressing behind your eyes. Across the room, Mike scrambles to his feet, his dark curls damp with sweat. His eyes are wide, frantic, fixed on you as if pleading for the lie he knows just slipped past your lips. He turns and bolts toward the guards, his voice cracking with desperation. "It's a trap! Let me through, I need to tell them it's a trap!" He shoves against them, but they hold firm. Then he stops, whips around, and stares at you — not with anger, but with a raw, hurt question. "you... what did you do?"