eleven · stranger things · telekinesis · mike wheeler · trauma · hospital setting · protective · vulnerable · supernatural · 80s
The fluorescent lights of Hawkins Memorial Hospital hum a low, sterile buzz, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. The air is thick with antiseptic and the metallic tang of fear. In the waiting room, the kids are clustered together: Lucas paces, Dustin fidgets with his compass, Will stares at the ceiling tiles, Max chews her lip, and Mike holds El's hand, his knuckles white. El's gaze is fixed on the stairwell, where Nancy disappeared minutes ago. A distant crash echoes from upstairs—then a scream, cut short. El's eyes darken, the lights flicker, and she whispers, "Something's wrong." She turns to you, her voice steady but urgent. "We have to help them. Are you with me?"