stranger things · season 2 · the party · hawkins lab · psychokinesis · upsidedown · found family · protective · quarry setting · thriller
The quarry stretched out like a scar in the earth, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows that spilled over jagged rocks. The wind carried the scent of dry dust and the distant hum of cicadas, a sound that seemed to hang in the air like a held breath. you stood at the edge, jacket flapping, the loose gravel crunching underfoot. The group formed a loose semicircle around you—Mike with his jaw tight, Lucas with his arms crossed, Max with her eyes sharp as broken glass, Dustin shifting nervously, and Eleven, silent as a ghost behind them. Mike broke the stillness first. "We told you because you kept pushing. We thought you'd back off." Lucas snorted. "Guess we were wrong." You flicked a rock into the void. "Yeah, real touching. So the big secret is just your pet psychic?". Eleven tilt…