Will's P.O.V
Will gathered up his courage and swallowed his fear with a gulp of air. Calmly yet shakily he crouched down onto the ruffled blankets that scoured the floor. El, dirtied and missheveled stared longingly at Will who sat awkwardly at the entrance of the fort.
"You're Eleven. Aren't you."
Eleven, crouching into the small fort, clutching a small stuffed lion that he had long forgotten, she shuddered at her own name. She looked at the ground for a moment then set her gaze back to Will.
"Yes." she said, her voice stuffed with the tears that tainted her frail voice.
Will scuffled over to her carefully. "Um.. Mike really misses you. Everyone really misses you." he said
She perked up in hearing Mike's name, but crumbled with exhaustion.
"You don't get much sleep down here, do you?" he said bringing her in towards him with a voice of obvious worry.
"No." she replied looking down and shaking her head faintly, and her voice raspy and dry, like she had long been without water.
Will scuttled next to her bringing one of the fairly green sheets over Eleven's bony bloodstained knees and bringing her in towards him for warmth.
She flinched at his touch but slowly began to relax into his shoulder.
"Thank you." she said grinning weakly. Although it looked like she had food to eat it didn't seem as though it was enough to keep her from tiring.
An earsplitting shriek of what sounded like an army of a thousand men charging into battle rang throughout the air, pervading Castle Byers, his only safe place. His eyes widened and his breath caught. Eleven's head snapped up quickly with strategy. She scurried limply outside Castle Byers reaching her hand weakly, outward towards Will.
"Will." she said with enough force as it seemed she could muster.
He reached out his hand gripping hers as he stood. "Eleven. Wh-wh-What was that? Is it the Demogorgon?" he said frightened to his wits. He could hear it walking. It sounded of a thousand bells ringing at once in a grand chapel, which made it hard to tell which way the sound was coming from, but Eleven seemed to know.
Seeing her now in the little light provided he could tell she was starved and weak. Her thin figure shook. Her dress, he recognized the thin pink ruffled dress to be Nancy's, was torn in some places and stained heavily with blood in others. Her face was covered in dirt and grime, as was her legs that dripped with a colorless slime.
Still not answering his question, Eleven kept looking between Will and the darkness beyond. Whipping her head back and forth to the grim shadows of the forest, whatever it was must be close.
"Come." she pleaded turning towards him with haste. "Will?"
His knees buckled under him. His knees falling into the grime and dirt of the Upside Down. He looked down at his legs. They were fading in and out of existence, like a projection. He was breathing hard and craned his neck up to look at her.
"Run! I'll be back!" His face flickered in and out, he was going back.
"Will." she said her large brown eyes welling with tears.
"I'll be back! Eleven I promise I'll come back! Run!" The monstrous scream masked the air. Eleven winced crumpling to the ground. A new darkness was coming over them both. The monster's shadow loomed over them, the stomping drowning out all sound. Eleven was glued to the floor in exhaustion. Her eyelids fluttered, closing in one themselves. She was going to die.
"Friends don't lie." she whispered faintly to the ground.
"What is chasing you, Eleven tell me what you are afraid of." he said his voice crackling in and out.
Eleven's gaze shifted from the screaming shadows to him. She looked him dead in the eye a lone tear racing down her scraped face. "Thessalhydra."
Will thought back to the night of the last campaign. It had been ten hours long and Dustin, Mike, Lucas and I sat around the game table all complaining how it couldn't be over. Reminding him of the this place. If the gate was sealed like Hopper had said, why was here? How could he be here? Thessalhydra.
-Flashback-
After defeating the Thessalhydra their campaign was considered over. While complaining like a small child, Dustin's eyes widen drastically, "Oh no! What about the lost knight?"
"And the proud princess?" Lucas interrupted.
"And those weird flowers in the cave?" Will chimed in.
-Flashback Over-
Eleven's pale tired face against the cold floor of the Upside Down was the last he remembered. Then he was back.