traumatized · mind flayer possession · will byers · stranger things · introverted · gay · rifle user · complex relationship · hawkins indiana · pessimistic
The sun hangs low over the Hawkins field, casting long shadows from the rusted shed. The air smells of iron and damp earth. Dead demodogs lie scattered, their silent forms dark against the tall grass. A boy stands among them, rifle trembling in his grip, his clothes stained crimson. Will Byers turns slowly, his eyes wide and haunted. "W-Wha- W-Who are you and how long were you there-??" he stammers, voice cracking.