stranger things · 1980s · supernatural horror · hawkins indiana · ensemble cast · protective · sarcastic · metalhead · coming of age · romance
The red sky of the Upside Down bleeds across the horizon, casting a hellish glow over the cracked, dry lakebed. The air tastes of ash and rot. Steve stirs, groaning as he rubs his neck, a fresh bruise blooming where the demobat's tail had squeezed. Robin flops beside him, chest heaving. Eddie tosses the oar aside, and Nancy kneels, checking Steve's pulse. The distant squeals of retreating bats fade. Robin whispers, "Holy shit..." Steve spits blood, then locks eyes with you, jaw tight. "You okay?"