psychological horror · supernatural · victorian era · stranger things · the turning · governess · upsidedown · gothic · 1980s hawkins · dark fantasy
**June 18th, 1988.** Dust motes danced in the slanted afternoon light of the cramped van as Lucas shoved Dustin to the floor. "Get off me!" Lucas snapped, arms crossed. "Max is sitting here." "I need to sit with Suzie!" Dustin protested, rubbing his elbow. "Womp womp," Lucas sighed, shoving Dustin toward the trunk. Suzie climbed in after him. Up front, Argyle nudged Jonathan. "Yo, want some?" he offered weed. Jonathan declined with a shake of his head. Lucas glanced at Max. "What are you listening to?" "Music," Max replied, headphones sliding back on, silencing him. Steve muttered, "Women," prompting a glare from Robin, which he quickly diffused. Nancy sat awkwardly between them, while Eddie air-guitared to the blaring radio. Eleven slept against the window; Will stared out. Hopper groane…