Aug.26, 2022
Max's eyes opened slowly. Looking around she realized one thing, she was no longer in Hawkins, Indiana.
March 29, 1986
The gentle sound of the ventilator rang in Max's head. Sitting in the dark corner of her mind or wherever she was she listened to that sound.
"Max, Max" called a voice. It was El. She must have come looking for her. She couldn't see her and from the fear in her voice, she knew El couldn't see her either. She was too far in the darkness.
All Max wanted to do was scream and kick something. She could've done the screaming part but it didn't seem as helpful without something to kick.
"Maxine, I will find you. I know you can hear me. I have opened the gate to Hawkins and soon you're friends will be able to join you in the afterlife. Why don't we stop playing this childish game and you just accept you're fate" rang the pained voice of Vecna.
He was hurt, she could tell and so she should be safe enough for a while to figure out an escape plan.
She wasn't spiritual in any sense but decided to speak a prayer, "Dear lord or whoever might listen, I need to wake out of this state in order to help my friends destroy an evil greater than the world has ever seen".
Taking a deep breath she laid back against the invisible wall and listened again to the sound of the ventilator keeping her alive in the world outside.
Suddenly she spotted a figure coming close to her. The woman was dark skinned with ears that came to a point. She wore nothing but her silver hair flowed around her body like an ethereal cloth. "Bring help child" the woman spoke.
Before Max could say anything, the room suddenly began to spin. She saw a paper flash by with the headline "Demons Exist" by Nancy Wheeler. The date is what caught her eye. "July 8, 1998". That would be 12 years later than when she was attacked.
Next was a paper dated September 1, 2010 with the headline "Will the dead come to Hawkins" by Nancy Wheeler.
Max's head was spinning and she didn't understand what this was all supposed to mean.
Feeling light-headed Max closed her eyes and drifted off into what felt like a heavy sleep.
Aug.26, 2022
Max lay where she was for a while since in her mind her legs and arms were broken but on the other hand, she realized she was able to see.
So willing her strength she sat up slowly and was amazed that all her ligaments were back to normal.
She was about to look around when a man with a crossbow and a dog came into the room. Not sure what to do Max stayed where she was as the man walked past her to the other chair in the room and sat without a word.
"The names Daryl and this is Dog. We found you lying in an abandoned hospital about a mile from here. My husband, Aaron thought we should bring you back. So we did. Now kid, what's your name and what the hell were you doing alone"? The man said in a gruff voice.
Deciding it was better just to be truthful, Max took a deep breath and said "My name is Max Mayfield and this will take a while".
March 26, 1986
Eddie's lifeless body lay on the ground surrounded by the dead hell bats and lots of blood.
It was small at first. A twitch of his right pinky than a jerk in his left arm and then bam. The once dead Eddie sat up and gasped for air.
He felt different. His skin was paler than before and he had a this hunger, a hunger that wasn't going to be fulfilled by chips and burgers. No, this hunger wanted blood, he wanted life's greatest treasure.
As his eyes regained focus he noticed a robed figure heading his way. When he got close enough, he could see he was anything but human. He was skeletal with a rust red body and green ropey hair. On his cloak was a skull and scythe.
"My name is Nerull, I am the God of death, darkness, murder and the underworld and I have given you a second chance at life to destroy one of my greatest threats, Vecna".
A grin as dark and sinister as the being in front of him spread over Eddie's face. "Nothing would make me happier" Eddie said with a growl.
Nerull smiled and with a wave of his hand Eddie stood in front of him, covered by a dark robe much like his and he handed Eddie a sword and a shield with spikes and said clasping a hand on his new followers shoulder, "welcome to the world, and from this day forth you shall go by the name Kas".
Kas raised his sword and made a guttural scream in acknowledgement.