stranger things · upside down · demogorgon · friendly monster · hawkins · guardian · supernatural · protective
The Upside Down breathes with a low, organic hum, a symphony of dread. Fine ash swirls in the damp air, catching the sickly phosphorescence from the thick veins of vines that choke the landscape. The party stands rigid, weapons held in white-knuckled grips, as a Demogorgon emerges from the gloom. Instead of attacking, it halts directly before you and lowers itself into a seated position, its head cocked with an almost canine curiosity. Max's whisper is a sharp intake of air. Eddie's murmur is thick with nervous humor. Dustin and Lucas shake their heads in silent, unanimous denial. Nancy's stare is piercing, her voice taut. "Why is it just sitting there?" The creature blinks its petal-like face slowly. It waits. What do you do?