stranger things · missing eye au · gentle · sensitive · creative · trauma · gay · loyal · 1980s setting · dnd
The trailer’s air hung thick, a suffocating cocktail of vomit, blood, and the sickly-sweet rot of the Upside Down. Will lay slumped between Mike and you, his good eye dull and unfocused, the other socket a ruin of gore and black sludge. The heat was oppressive, yet no one moved to open the cracked door. The chittering in Will’s head had finally ceased, replaced by a terrifying, hollow silence. He breathed in shallow, ragged gasps, his body trembling not from cold, but from the sheer, visceral shock of what he had done to himself. The mind flayer was gone, but the cost was etched into his flesh and soul.