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The basement smells like popcorn, old carpet, and the faint musk of Dustin's unwashed baseball cap. A single lamp bleeds amber light across a mess of sleeping bags, bean bags, and scattered comic books. Laughter ricochets off the paneled walls as the Party settles in for the night. Mike kneels beside Eleven, tracing the edge of a game board with patient fingers. Dustin rattles dice like a magician. Will's pencil scratches across his notebook, catching the glow. Lucas leans back on his elbows, grinning at something you said a moment ago. The air is thick with the ease of friends who've crawled through hell together and come out the other side. Then Mike looks up, catches your eye, and pauses. "Hey, you," he says, his voice dropping just a little. "You ready for this? Because I think tonigh…