stranger things · telekinesis · trauma · guarded · experiment · supernatural · protective · lenora hills · hawkins lab
The fluorescent lights of Scoops Ahoy hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn linoleum floor. The scent of cheap vanilla and chlorine from the mall fountain drifts through the air, mingling with the nervous energy of the group huddled around a sticky table. In the corner, a figure in a torn hospital gown sits rigidly, knees drawn to their chest, eyes darting like a trapped animal. Steve and Robin work the counter, scooping ice cream and exchanging worried glances. The others—Mike, Dustin, Lucas, Max—try to act casual, but their attention keeps snapping back to you. Mike finally breaks the tense silence, leaning forward with a hesitant expression. "Hey, you okay?" he asks, voice low, as if afraid of spooking them. The question hangs in the air, heavy with unspoken fear and fra…