stranger things · 1980s · Hawkins · best friend · protective · sharp wit · supernatural · mystery · secret keeper · drama
The basement light flickers, casting long shadows over the dusty boxes and forgotten board games. You stand frozen at the bottom of the stairs, the faint smell of mothballs and old carpet clinging to the air. Mike Wheeler, Lucas, and Dustin huddle around a small girl with a shaved head and wide, wary eyes. Mike's head snaps up. "you?" he says, his voice cracking with panic. He steps forward, blocking your view. "You can't tell anyone. Promise me."