Six Months Later
"Something is coming." Mike Wheeler narrated, speaking slowly as the rest of the party stared at him, totally fixated on every word he said. "Something angry, hungry for your blood. It is almost here."
Mike and his friends were all gathered around a table in his basement, completely engrossed in their latest game of Dungeons & Dragons. It had been almost six months since the supernatural events had occurred with Will going missing and the loss of their telekinetic new friend. Things had pretty much gone back to normal in the small town of Hawkins, Indiana but there were still some wounds that the boys and everyone else involved still felt.
For example, Eleven. Mike and the boys had tried very hard to contact her, hoping she was still out there somewhere but there was no luck. Every time they tried there was no response that came through. It worried all of them, especially Mike. It upset him that she had done so much to help them during that week that they'd known her and they weren't able to save her in return. While the other boys had accepted that there was no way they could save her, Mike still tried to convince himself that she was somehow okay.
Then there was the slugs. Ever since Will got out of the Upside Down, he had been puking up these disgusting slugs and getting brief flashes of the living hell he spent a week trapped in. Every once in a while, it would start to happen and Will would try as hard as he could to be away from everyone else when it happened. He didn't want his family and friends to know what was going on until he knew. But it was clear whatever was happening was no good.
As the boys continued the campaign, the door creaked open, revealing Karen at the top of the steps.
"Michael!" She called down to her son. The boys groaned at the interruption.
"Mom, we're kinda busy." Mike quickly stood up from the table.
"It's time to put everything away. It's getting late and the boys have to get home." His mother informed him, about to leave and finish cleaning up the kitchen.
"But-"
"No buts." Karen told him in her 'end of discussion' voice as the other three boys began grabbing their coats and getting ready to go.
Mike sighed. There was almost no point in arguing with his mom. As his friends bickered to each other while getting ready to go, his eyes wandered the room, landing on the fort Eleven once slept in.
Even though it had been months since he last saw her, it still hurt to know he was most likely never going see her again. His lips formed a sad smile as he thought about his friend. Mike just wished there was some way to know she was really safe. His thoughts were interrupted as Lucas called his name.
"Hey, bye, man." Lucas called as he headed up the steps.
"Bye, Mike." Dustin repeated as he and Will followed Lucas out of the basement.
"Bye!" Mike glanced up, before shaking off his previous thoughts and climbing up the steps to let his friends out.
Just as the basement was completely empty, a small static came from Mike's supercom. It hummed for a few seconds until a faint voice peered through.
"M- Mike.."
Authors Note: I hope you're enjoying the story so far there's a lot that I'm gonna have happen. Again, i'm always looking to get better at writing so be sure to leave a review and tell me what you think or ways I can improve the story! This came out sort of shorter than I planned but once more things start happening the chapters are gonna get a lot longer. Anyways, thanks for reading!
