"Fuck." Lyn curses when Dustin hits a bump in the hallway making everyone in the back slam into the sides of the golf cart.
"Jesus, slow down." Steve slaps the wire mesh that separated them from Dustin and Erica.
"Yeah, what is this, like the Indy 500?" Robin pushes her face against the mesh.
"It's the Indy 300." Steve rolled his eyes as he thought he was correcting her.
"No, dingus, it's 500," She slurs back at him.
"It's 300!" Steve yells back.
Robin's eyes went wide before she said, "Let's say a million." They stare at each other for a second before bursting out laughing.
"Oh my god," Lyn rubs her temples.
Steve turned his head to the familiar voice. "Rosalyn," He let out a dreamy sigh as he pulled her on top of him and cuddled her. "You are my Suzie." He gave her sloppy kisses all over her face.
After a few attempts to break free, she was finally able to. "Dustin, watch out!" Erica screams. Lyn went face-first into the mesh fence between Steve and Robin.
"Fuck." She curses again, rubbing the side of her face that meets the metal.
"You guys alright back there?" Dustin turns around to ask. The only response he got back was groans. "They're fine." He turns back to tell Erica.
The two kids jump out and open up the back of the golf cart. Lyn was the first to jump out. "Come on. We have to go, now." Dustin grabs Steve and drags the complaining teenager out and drops him on the ground.
"Come on! Get out!" Erica yells.
Lyn pulls Robin out. "This sucks." Steve pouted as his girlfriend pulled him to his feet.
"Here goes nothing." Dustin pulled out the key card he got off the guard that Steve knocks out to scan it.
"Thank god." Lyn looks up to praise as the elevator doors open up. "I never thought I would be so happy to see this again." She drags Steve and Robin on. Erica and Dustin work the control panel to hopefully get them back to the loading dock and out of this hell hole.
Steve jumped onto a cart dolly and pretended to surf. "Hey! You look like you're surfing!" Robin went over and pushed it around to make like Steve was riding a wave.
"Surfing! Yeah!" He giggles.
"They seem drunk." Erica turns to Dustin and Lyn.
"Why would they be drunk?" Dustin tilts his head to the side as he tried to figure it out.
"I don't know, but I can tell you from experience that this is drunk Steve." Lyn groans. Drunken Steve was like a spoiled toddler, cute when he was getting his way, but a terror when he wasn't.
"I'm a natural! Check it out!" He cheers.
Robin pulled the dolly back too fast making Steve fall off. "Wipeout!" She cheers.
Dustin went over to feel Steve's forehead. "He's burning up."
"You're burning up." He mimics.
"A toddler," Lyn mutters as she shakes her head.
Dustin grabs his head to keep him still and opens his eyes. Steve moans about the pain. "His pupils are super dilated." He told the two sober girls with him.
"Maybe he's drugged," Erica suggested.
"That makes more sense than drunk," Lyn nods her head.
"Boop!" Steve reaches out to poke Dustin's nose.
"Steve, are you drugged?" He leans down to ask.
"How many times do I have to tell you, Dad? I don't do drugs. It's only marijuana." Steve giggles.
"Oh, this is much more than weed." Lyn looks over at Robin who was giggling as she spins around.
"It's like a rollercoaster." Robin laughs before falling on her ass.
"This isn't funny, okay? I need to know what they did to you. Are you going to die on us?" He looks Steve over for any signs of what it could be.
"Boop," Steve pokes his nose again.
"We all die, my strange little child friend. It's just a matter of how and when." Robin twirls her hair around with her fingers.
"They're going to be looking for us up there, so I need you to tell me where you parked your car." Dustin tries to get important information from him.
"It's parked in the back of the parking lot," Lyn told him. She was the last to drive it when she took Erica home.
"What? Why is it so far away?" He turns around to snap at her.
"It was the only parking left. I didn't know it would be important for our getaway. We were supposed to get in and out with no one noticing us." She defends herself.
"Oh, can we make a pit stop at the food court?" Steve interrupted them.
"I would kill for a hot dog on a stick." Robin gasps as she rubs her stomach. Steve made an 'oh' noise at the yummy idea.
"Yeah, food, yes, you can have as much food as you want, but only if you give me your keys." Dustin held his hand out.
"Uh-oh," Steve pouts like a child about to get in trouble.
"Uh-oh? What do you mean uh-oh? No uh-ohs," Lyn took a step forward.
"The car's off the board." He shook his head.
"What?" Dustin, Erica, and Lyn snap.
"They took the keys, the Russians, they took the keys. Like, forever ago." He drags out forever making Robin start laughing again. "That's a bummer, right?" He giggles.
The elevator door opens. Dustin pulls Steve to his feet while Lyn helped Robin up. They walk out, the sober leading as the two high ones follow after them.
"Oh! Oh, my God, that tastes so good. Ah! Steve, can you taste the air?" Robin opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.
"I taste it! I taste it!" Steve opened his mouth to do the same as her.
The noise of a gate opening made the three in the front lift their head to see two men with guns. "Stop!" One points his gun at them.
"Shit! Come on! Come on!" Dustin screams and turns around to grab Steve. Lyn grabs Robin to drag her to the door on the side of the elevator that leads to the back hallways of the mall.
"Okay, okay, okay! Woo!" Robin giggles as she ran alongside Lyn.
"Why are we running?" Steve whines.
They drag them to the first unlock backdoor that they knew, the theater. Because of the number of people they had in their place, they had to leave all exits unlocked. Lyn was never happier about that safe law in her life. Not, even as happy as she was when she found out she wouldn't be paying for any movie tickets that summer.
Dustin stuck his head out and looked back at them. "All clear," He nods to them. They walked out and into the first theatre they saw which was playing, the movie Back to the Future.
Dustin was leading the group while Lyn was at the rear. "That disgusting," She tried to grab the popcorn bucket that Steve got from the trash, but he ran into the theatre.
They creeped inside and found the only seats that were available were the ones in the front. "Lyn, sit with them here." He points to the three seats together at the end.
"No, no, no! These seats are too close!" Robin shook her head. Lyn pushes her and Steve down before taking the seat at the edge.
"Dude, these seats blow," Steve grumbles as he shoves a handful of trash popcorn into his mouth.
"Then don't watch the movie." Dustin glares at them.
"We want to watch it." Robin whines.
"Then watch it," Dustin yells at them making the guy sitting behind hush them.
"Sorry." Lyn apologized.
"Make sure they don't go anywhere." He told his sister before turning to the other two. "Don't go anywhere." He orders.
"Fine, Dad." Steve rolled his eyes making Robin giggle. Dustin and Erica walk off to sit on the two available seats at the other end.
"What's happening?" Robin leans over to ask Steve.
"I have no idea," He said, never taking his eyes off the screen. Lyn kept glancing behind her to make sure the Russians didn't find them. They actually sat nicely and watched the movie for a while, until Steve whined in her ear. "Baby, I'm thirsty."
"I'm thirsty too, baby." Robin leans over Steve to whine also.
"She's not your baby, she mines." Steve pushed her away from them and grabbed Lyn's arm possessively.
"Why can't she be both our baby? Why can't you share?" Robin glares.
"Because she's mine," Steve yells making Lyn and the guy in the back hush him.
"Okay, look children we'll get a drink from the water fountain, but we got to be fast." Lyn stood up. They eagerly follow her out.
Steve ran to the water fountain as soon as it was in sight. Lyn and Robin lean against the wall as they waited for their turn. "This is amazing," Steve said between sips of water.
"So, like, I wasn't totally focused in there or anything, but I'm pretty sure that mom was trying to bang her son." Robin's eyes went wide, showing that her sclera was completely red. Lyn whined as it looked painful.
"Wait, wait, the hot chick was Alex P. Keaton's mom?" Steve took his mouth off the faucet long enough to ask.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure." She nods.
"But they're the same age." He kept his thumb on the button, so he could drink while speaking.
"No, but he went back in time." Robin points out. Lyn shook her head, even high they had to prove their point to the other.
"Then why is it called Back to the Future?" He didn't even take his mouth off the faucet to ask this time.
"He has to go back to the future because he's in the past. So, the future is actually the present, which is his time." Robin points out the meaning behind the complicated movie title.
"How is it that even high Robin's theory makes sense?" Lyn mutter. Steve still looks confused.
"No, no, it's my turn. You've had enough." Robin throws him off the fountain, so she could have a drink.
"Are you okay, Steve?" Lyn went over to steady him when he started to sway.
"Wow, Rosy looks at the ceiling, it's so cool." He giggles, with his head up. Lyn squinted, not seeing what was so great about the ceiling. It only had lights all over it. "Hey, Robin, you got to check this out. The ceiling, it's beautiful." He called the other girl over.
"Wow." Robin looks up and spins around. "I don't feel so good." She grabbed her stomach.
"Me neither." Steve put his hand over his mouth.
"Oh shit, to the bathroom." Lyn pointed to the bathroom that was across the hall. They ran into it and began throwing up as soon as their heads were over the toilet. Lyn ran into the stall Robin was in to hold her hair and rub her back.
"Rosy, where are you?" Steve whined from the stall next to them.
Lyn took the extra scrunch she had out of her pocket and put up Robin's hair. She went to the next stall. "Are you alright?" She crouches down next to him.
"Can you rub my back like you did when I had the flu?" He gave her his puppy pout.
"Sure," She rubs his back until he flushes the toilet and sits down on the ground, leaning his back against the stall. She went around to check on how Robin was doing. She was lying on the ground with her legs up against the stall. Lyn went over to sit on the sink counter to gather herself before she forced them to make their way back to the theater.
"The ceiling stopped spinning for me. Is it still spinning for you?" Robin asked. Lyn was relieved that she sounded sober.
"Holy shit, no, you think we puked it all up?" Steve looked up in amazement at the ceiling being at a standstill.
"I hope so." Lyn leans her head back against the mirror.
"Ask me something, either of you," Robin demands not feeling the energy to stand up yet. "Interrogate me." She said in a Russian accent.
"Okay. Interrogate you. Sure. Um… when was the last time you, uh, peed your pants?" Steve said the first question that came to mind.
"Today," Robin said. Lyn nodded in understanding, today was crazy.
"What?" He laughs.
"When the Russian doctor took out the bone saw," Robin said. Steve laughed while Lyn's eyes went wide.
"Oh my God," Steve laughs.
"It was just a little bit, though." She put her fingers close together to show Lyn who could see her that it wasn't that much. She laughs as she sits up and leans her back against the wall.
"Yeah, it's definitely still in her system," Steve told his girlfriend. Lyn nods her head in agreement; completely sober Robin would never admit that. "How about you," He asks her.
"Two years ago, when the Demogorgon broke the door to the classroom that the kids and I were in and all we had was a slingshot." She kept to herself that she had her period that day and her gross morbid hope was that it would attack her first, so the kids could get away.
"Alright, my turn," Robin perks up.
"Okay. Hit me." Steve rubbed his eyes. He was slowly starting to feel the pain.
"Have you ever been in love?" She stares at Lyn.
"Yep, twice: Nancy Wheeler, first semester, senior year. Rosalyn Henderson, fourth semester, senior year." He playful imitates shooting himself in the heart when he said each girl's name.
"Oh my God, Nancy is such a priss." Robin groans.
"Turns out, not really," Steve shook his head.
"She's a cutthroat badass," Lyn told Robin, who didn't look convinced.
"Are you still in love with Nancy?" Robin kept her eyes on Lyn as she asked her next question. Lyn narrow her eyes at the girl, not knowing why she would ask that.
"No." He shook his head. He was thankful for their relationship because it taught him to be a better boyfriend, but he would by no means want another go at it.
"Why not," She looks over at the stall wall separating them.
"I think it's because I found someone who's a little bit better for me." He winks at Lyn. She smiles back at him. He may be a goofball that fucks up a lot, but she loved her fucked up goofball.
"Do you want to be with someone?" Lyn asks Robin. A part of her was curious and the other part wanted payback for the Nancy question.
"I don't need anyone." She shook her head.
"I didn't say need, I said want." Lyn pushes on.
"It's crazy. Ever since Dustin got home, he's been saying, you know, everyone got to find their Suzie." Steve broke the girls staring contest.
"Wait, who's Suzie?" Robin asked, not recalling that name in the army of kids Steve was friends with.
"It's some girl from camp, I guess his girlfriend. To be honest with you, I'm not 100% sure she's even real. But that's not really the point. That doesn't matter. The point is I know this girl, you know, she became a good friend and it's somebody that I didn't even consider talking to in school. And I don't even know why. Maybe 'cause Tommy H. would've made fun of me or I wouldn't be prom king. It's stupid. I mean, Dustin's right, it's all just a bunch of bullshit anyway. Because, when I think about it, I should've been hanging out with this girl the whole time. First of all, she's hilarious. She's so funny. I feel like, this summer, I have laughed harder than I have laughed in a really long time. And she's smart. Way smarter than me. You know, she can crack, like, top-secret Russian codes and you know? She's honestly unlike anyone I've ever even met before. And, she more than anyone I know deserves love from a great guy. I'm not good at that stuff, but Lyn is amazing. She'll find you a guy in a heartbeat. Maybe, a redhead hunk that plays guitar. We can go on double dates." Steve rambled on. Lyn watches Robin in concern as she starts to tear up. She put her head between her legs.
"Robin? Robin, did you just OD in there?" He taps on the stall wall that separated them. Lyn went over to sit next to her. She rubs her back in comfort.
"No. I am still alive." She let out a deep sigh. Steve got up to join the girls in the stall. He sat down on the floor and put his back on the opposite wall.
"The floor's disgusting," She told them.
"Yeah, well, I already got a bunch of blood and puke on my shirt, so what do you think?" He tangles his legs with Lyn.
"About?" She asks.
"This girl," He said, not letting her escape the question.
"She sounds awesome." She gave a small smile.
"She is awesome. And what about finding her a guy?" He nods to her.
"I think you're on drugs, and you're not thinking straight." Robin gave out a fake laugh.
"Really, because I think he's thinking a lot more clearly than usual. He is no longer being an arrogant prick that thinks only he deserves happiness." He stayed determined.
"That's good for him, but he still is not thinking clearly." She shook her head. "Look, he doesn't even know this girl. And if he did know her, like really know her, I don't think he'd even want to be her friend." She leans more into the wall as she spoke.
"No, that's not true. No way is that true." Steve and Lyn shook their heads.
"Listen to me, Steve. It shocked me to my core, but I like you. I really like you, but I'm not like your other friends. And I'm not like Nancy Wheeler or even Lyn here." She points to the girl next to her. Lyn put a hand up to her chest, not sure if she should be insulted or not, especially with the venom in her voice towards the end.
"Robin, that's exactly why I like you. No offense, babe. " He said when he saw the look his girlfriend was giving him.
Lyn grit her teeth, two groups of people she hated in high school, where the cocky jocks who thought because they fit society mold that they were destined for great things and the outcasts who thought because they didn't fit into society mold they were so damn unique that no one could understand them. They were the same side to the arrogant coin that average people like Lyn had to deal with. Lucky, before she let her assumption make an ass out of herself, Robin spoke.
"Do you remember what I said about Click's class? About me being jealous and, like, obsessed?" Robin asks Steve about the conversation they had when they thought they were going to die.
"Yeah," He nods his head while side-eyeing his girlfriend who was glaring at Robin. He tightened his legs around hers in case she thought about attacking the other girl.
"It isn't because I had a crush on you. It's because she wouldn't stop staring at you." She clears up making Steve and Lyn tilt their heads.
"Mrs. Click?" He thought of the only woman he could remember from that class.
"Tammy Thompson. I wanted her to look at me. But she couldn't pull her eyes away from you and your stupid hair. And I didn't understand, because you would get bagel crumbs all over the floor. And you asked dumb questions. And you were a douche bag. And, and you didn't even like her and I would go home and just scream into my pillow." In the middle of Robin talking, Lyn grabs her hand and gave her a support squeeze. Lyn felt guilty for hating the girl for even a second, it must be hard to carry that around with her. It has to be stressful to pick and choose who she could be her true self around because some people were ignorant.
"But Tammy Thompson's a girl." Steve raises an eyebrow. Lyn groans and throws her head back in frustration.
"Steve," Robin sighs.
"Yeah?" He looks at the tired expression that both his girlfriend and friend were giving him before it clicks in his head. "Oh." His jaw drops.
"Yeah," She looks up at the ceiling.
"Holy shit," He gasps.
"Yeah, holy shit." She nods.
"You know, I actually think you're a lot like Nancy and me," Lyn announced, making Robin turn to her.
"How is that?" She asks.
"The three of us, we are all women working against what society tells us to be and we are proud of it. Nancy is going to be a big-time reporter, not the kind that sits behind a desk looking pretty, but the reporter that does the dirty work. As a plus-size woman, I'm told to cover up and be ashamed of my body. So, when I go out like this I'm telling the world to go fuck yourself, look away if you want to, but all you are seeing is self-love." She tugs on her tube top to emphasize her point. "You, Robin are going to find an amazing woman to spend your life with. It would have been easier to go along with Steve and let us find you a guy. But you said no that's not my happiness. I'm not going to pretend for anyone. That is incredible." She squeezes Robin's hand that she was still holding.
Robin smiles as she puts her head on Lyn's shoulder. She looks over to see Steve stare off into space with a blank expression. She couldn't tell how he felt about it. If he wasn't okay with it then there is no way he would let Lyn hang out with her, then she loses two good friends. They were two of the only people who didn't walk away when she gave them an attitude. Sure, Steve works with her but he could have asked for another shift. "Steve, did you OD over there?" She taps him with her foot.
"No, I just, uh… just thinking," He wasn't giving any signs on how he felt.
"Okay." She nods. Even though it was killing her, he had the right to think. She drops a bomb on him.
"I mean, yeah. Tammy Thompson, you know, she's cute and all, but I mean, she's a total dud." Steve looks over at Robin.
"She is not." She shook her head.
"Yes, she is. She wants to be, like, a singer. She wants to move to, like, Nashville and shit." He scoffs.
"She has dreams." She defends her crush.
"She can't even hold a tune." He shook his head.
"She is kind of tone-deaf, Robin," Lyn remembers the girl singing in the halls. What she didn't have in talent, she made up for in guts.
"Have you ever heard her?" Steve didn't know how she couldn't have. Tammy sang every chance she could. The girl seemed to think she was at Rydell High.
"All the time," Robin giggles.
"You see me now tonight." Steve sang with a high squeaky tone.
"Shut up. She does not sound like that." Robin looks at Lyn for support.
"It's actually a great impersonation of her." Lyn laughs.
"No, he sounds like a Muppet," She points at Steve.
"She sounds like a Muppet." Lyn crackled. She always tried to think of how to describe Tammy's singing to the boys, but couldn't come up with the right word. A Muppet was perfect.
"She sounds like a Muppet giving birth." Steve snickered making them laugh harder. "And if you could hold me tight." Steve made a voice that sounded like Kermit.
"We'll be holding on forever." Robin and Lyn sang back to him. Robin did Gonzo's voice while Lyn did Miss Piggy's.
The door was thrown open by Dustin and Erica. "Okay, what the hell!" He yells at the three laughing idiots on the ground.
"Calm down, Dustin. We had to hide out for a while it doesn't matter where we did it. Besides, they need to puke it out of their system, which we did." Lyn stood up.
He nods, accepting that answer. "Hurry up, we have to go. The movie is over, so we got to leave with the crowd." Dustin said. Robin and Steve got to their feet. He went to the door and stuck his head out. "And blend." He told them as they walked out of the bathroom. They position themselves to be in the middle of the crowd walking out of the theatre.
"Well, shit, that worked." Erica looked up at Dustin in surprise.
"Course it worked. We just have to get on the bus with the rest of these plebes, and home sweet home, here we come." Dustin told them the rest of the plan.
"Uh, Dustin?" Steve looks down at his feet.
"What?" He sighs, not seeing what he could have against the plan.
"Yeah, we might not want to go to your house." He remembered what he told the Russians.
"Why?" He asks.
"Well, I might've told them your full name," Steve whined a little at the end from Lyn digging her nails into his hand.
"How could you, Steve? My mom is there. Zoey is there." Lyn hiss at him. She wanted to yell, but she couldn't draw attention to herself.
"What is wrong with you?" Dustin hiss in the same fashion as his sister.
"Dude, I was drugged." Steve gasps at the insensitivity of his friends.
"So?" Dustin made a face at what he thought was a lame excuse.
"So?" Steve wanted him to finish his thought.
"So, you resist, you tough it out. You tough it out like a man," Dustin turns around to glare at him.
"Oh, yeah, it's easy for you to say." Steve matches his glare.
"Guys?" Robin nods her head to the exit, where men in suits were checking people's bags.
"Abort. Abort. Abort." Dustin hisses when a man turns and looks directly at them. They turned and ran to the escalator.
"Shit." Lyn cursed when they saw it was roped and turned off.
"Fuck it." Robin slides down space in between the escalator. The others were quick to follow her example. Because the Russians had to get everyone else out of the mall, only three Russians were following them. The three men had to work their way through the crowd, giving the four teens and the child enough time to hide behind the counter of the pizza booth.
Lyn was holding on to Dustin's hand while her head was buried in Steve's chest. She concentrated on his heartbeat to distract her from everything else.
Steve didn't have any distractions from the footstep moving around. He tightened his arm that was around Lyn's waist and put his head on top of hers. He took a whiff of her Cherry Blossom shampoo. Right as he pushed Lyn off of him to stand up and sacrifice himself so they could getaway, a car alarm sounded off.
"What the hell?" Lyn gasps, when she heard a loud crashing noise followed by the sound of shattered glass. They stood up to see the Russians dead on the floor and that the hotdog on a stick booth was crushed by the display car.
"Eleven." Lyn waves at the girl standing on the second floor looking down at them. Soon, she was joined by the other ducklings, Nancy, and Jonathan. The two groups ran to meet each other at the end of the escalator.
"You swing that thing like a hot wheel." Dustin hugs El and Mike.
"Lucas?" Erica gasp, not believe that he really helped save the world twice.
"What are you doing here?" He throws his hands in the air.
"Ask them. It's their fault." She points at the older teens.
"True, yeah, totally true. It's absolutely our fault." Steve points at himself, Robin, and Lyn.
"We needed someone small enough to fit in the vent," Lyn explained like Lucas was supposed to know what she was talking about.
"I don't understand what happened to that car." Robin looks back at the smash-up car.
"El has superpowers." Dustin pointed to the girl.
"I'm sorry?" Robin tilts her head.
"Superpowers, she threw it with her mind. C'mon, catch up." Steve said, happy to not be the one that was lost this time.
"That's El?" Erica pointed at the girl who didn't look much older than her.
"Who's El?" Robin looks between the redhead and the brunette.
"I'm sorry, who are you?" Nancy points at Robin, done with the confused girl.
"I'm Robin." She points to herself.
"She works with Steve." Lyn tug on each of their sailor collars.
"She cracked the top-secret code." Dustin pats the girl's back.
"Yeah, which is how we found out about the Russians," Steve explained to them.
"Russians? Wait, what Russians?" Jonathan looked around confused.
"The Russians!" Steve points at the dead guys.
"Those were Russians?" Max's eyes got wide.
"Some of them," Erica looked at the men in disgust.
"The rest of them are below our feet." Lyn stomps her feet.
"What are you talking about?" Lucas squints his eyes at them.
"Didn't you hear our code red?" Dustin raises an eyebrow. He figures that's why they were here.
"Yeah, but we couldn't understand half of what you were saying." Mike turns to Dustin.
"Goddamn low battery." He screams.
"How many times do I have to tell you with the low battery?" Steve slaps his palm with his other hand.
"Carry fucking extra. What do you have a backpack for?" Lyn tug at the pack making the straps break. "Sorry."
"Well, everything worked out, didn't it?" He grabs the bag from his sister and tied the straps, so he could slip it back on.
"Worked out? We almost died." Erica reminds him.
"Yeah, but we didn't, did we?" Dustin bent down to say in her face.
"It was pretty damn close." Steve put his hands on his hips
"Okay, Russians? As in, they're working for the Russian government?" Lucas asked tiring to get an understanding of the situation.
"What do you not comprehend? Am I not speaking English? We have a full-blown Red Dawn situation!" Dustin screams at them.
"So this has nothing to do with the gate?" Max narrows her eyes. Everything seems so much like the Upside Down.
"It has everything to do with the gate." Dustin shook his head, confusing everyone that wasn't with him for the whole day.
"The Russians have made their own gate in a secret lair beneath our feet." Lyn spells it out for them.
"Oh shit." Lucas curses.
"Finally," Erica rolled her eyes at how long it took them to get it.
The sound of a body hitting the floor made them turn around. "El! El!" Mike ran to his girlfriend's side.
"What's wrong with her?" Erica looked down at the squirming girl in concern.
"What's wrong?" Jonathan pushes his way through the group.
"My leg. My leg," El groans in pain.
"Her leg, her leg," Jon peels her jeans from her leg to reveal a large nasty cut on her calf. It looks like it was swollen with pus.
Lyn leans in to get a closer look when the huge lump starts to move. "Oh my god," She gagged as queasiness filled her stomach.
El starts to grunt and moan at the pain of it moving around. "El! El! El! El, are you okay? El! El! El!" Mike begs for her to be already. The painful scream that made everyone heart clench, show that she was anything but okay.