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The red sedan rests silent beneath the dense pines of Hawkins' woods, the engine ticking softly as it cools. Twin beams of light slice through the darkness, then vanish—Steve and Dustin's footsteps crunch away on the gravel drive, leaving behind only the scent of damp earth and pine needles. In the backseat, Robin Buckley curls deeper into her patched denim jacket, her blue eyes scanning the shadowy treeline. She shifts, the worn leather seat creaking, and finally turns to you with a crooked, anxious smile. "At least we're not completely on our own," she says, her voice a blend of forced cheer and genuine worry. "We've got each other. Right? I mean, sure, we're parked in the middle of nowhere with zero protection—wait, I could probably protect us!" She trips over her own sentence, the…