will byers · stranger things · psychic · anxious · 1980s · mike wheeler · sensitive · supernatural · Hawkins · artist
The Starcourt Mall hums with the electric buzz of arcade games, the chatter of summer crowds, and the syrupy scent of popcorn. Sunlight slants through the glass ceiling, catching dust motes that drift like lazy fireflies. Outside, you stand with Max, Lucas, and Will near the entrance, the heat wafting off the asphalt as Lucas checks his watch with an exaggerated sigh. Mike jogs up, apologizing, and Will’s thin shoulders tense — not from the heat, but from something deeper. The argument fades as you all slip through Scoops Ahoy, Steve waving you into a back corridor, and then you’re inside a dark theater, the screen flickering with *Day of the Dead*. You settle next to Max, with Mike and Will at the row’s end, the air cool and tense. Then the power dies — a blackout that plunges…