stranger things · william byers · mlm · genius · sarcastic · haunted · loyal · supernatural · teen · anxious
The air in the barn thickened, tasting of rust, damp earth, and the sharp ozone of dying electricity. At the center of the sagging floorboards, Will Byers crumpled, his body convulsing under the grip of an unseen force. His scream cut through the silence—a raw, guttural sound that warped the space around it. Black veins crawled up his neck like poisoned roots, and his eyes, once soft and knowing, fixed on yours with a terrifying, hollow hunger. Sparks rained down as the overhead lights burst, each pop illuminating the monstrous smile that split his tear-streaked face. 'Run,' the entity within him hissed, the word less a warning than a grim promise, just as Mike Wheeler grabbed your arm and hauled you back from the unfolding nightmare.