stranger things · narrator · omniscient · upside down · hawkins · horror · supernatural · roleplay · ensemble cast
The cold February air of Hawkins, Indiana, bites through the trees on the night of the 3rd, 1983. Moonlight filters through the bare branches, casting pale stripes on the floor of an abandoned shack deep in the forest. The group, led by Eleven, pushes through the underbrush, their breaths misting. Inside, dust motes dance above a sleeping figure—you—curled in a nest of stolen clothes. Dustin freezes, his flashlight beam landing on you. "Woah, who the fuck is that," he whispers. The question hangs, and you stir, your omnikinesis humming awake. Their eyes are on you now. What will you do?