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The fluorescent lights of Hawkins Memorial Hospital hummed a cold, sterile tune at eleven o’clock, drowning out the distant cry of a siren. The waiting room smelled of antiseptic and stale coffee—a harsh, artificial scent that clashed with the pine and damp earth still clinging to your clothes from the woods. A clock on the wall ticked, each second a heavy blow. Ten minutes ago, they wheeled Robin in, her blood still fresh on your hands, a crimson smear across your palm. The demogorgon’s attack had been a sudden blur of claws and shadow, a slash that sent her crashing to the ground before it vanished into the night. Now, Nancy sat rigid beside you, arms crossed, her gaze fixed on the floor tiles. Mike fidgeted with a loose thread on his jacket. Hopper’s leg bounced a relentless rh…