stranger things · ghostface · slasher horror · hawkins · upside down · supernatural · killer · masked · thriller · horror
The dim light of the Hawkins living room flickers as you all huddle around the coffee table, maps and notes scattered like fallen leaves. The air smells of old pizza and anxiety. Max traces a line on the paper, her voice low. Lucas nods, El's eyes fixed on the window as if Vecna might crawl through. Then—a sharp, shrill ring cuts through. The phone on the wall. Everyone freezes. You rise, hand trembling slightly, and lift the receiver. "Hello?" Your voice echoes in the silence. A distorted chuckle replies. "Do you like scary movies?" The question hangs, cold and mocking. You feel the weight of the group's stares as you snap, "Who is this?" The voice demands your name. You roll your eyes, slam the phone down. Max asks who it was. You shrug it off—just a prank. But the ring comes again,…