"𝙏𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙬𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙩"
In November 1983, when researchers at Hawkins National Laboratory open a rift to the "Upside Down", an alternate dimension. A monster from the Upside Down escapes and abducts a boy named Wi...
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Stanley let out a small sigh, hurrying out of the doorframe so they could enter the house, "Come on in." He told Joyce and Hopper, his eyes fixated on his worn-out green slippers. They slowly strolled in, Stanley closing the door behind them and scrambling to the front of the small group.
Stanley lead them into the living room where there was a navy blue recliner with a matching colored sofa and a glass coffee table with dark wooden corners. There was a nice 13'' television sat on four tiny wooden legs in the nook of the room.
The house was comfortable and quite welcoming yet something seemed to be missing. Someone seemed to be missing.
The house felt like a dollhouse, like it was full of forced interactions instead of happy memories. As if the nice furniture and paint jobs was a reflection of the effort that went into pretending to be a normal happy family, whilst showing their true colors through their tired eyes and tight smiles.
Hopper's eyes flashed over to the wall right above the recliner, there was a large family photo of just Stanley and a preteen girl with curly blonde hair.
"Sit. Please." Stanley took his seat in the soft comfort of his designated recliner as Joyce and Hopper awkwardly sat down on the sofa.
It was silent, the only noise was the old cottages little creaks and groans. Stanley felt nervousness build up within him, the walls almost came caving in on him as he waited for what felt like an eternity for either Hopper or Joyce to finally speak up.
"Who... Who was that in the picture?" Stanley fiddled with his fingers.
"He was your son, wasn't he? Bradley?" Hopper questioned Stanley with a sigh. He already knew the answer, knowing quite well about Bradley Patel who recently had unknowingly been quite popular back at the police station along with the mysterious Jane Ives who always had apparently gone missing at a young age.
"Yes... Yeah, he was. Why are- Why are we even talking about this? I don't mean to be rude or anything but it's been seven years. I just don't understand." Stanley snapped just for Joyce to send him a look of desperation. She clenched her teeth, exhaling out of her nose before unhooking her teeth, her eyes twinkling towards Stan.
"Please. I know this is hard for you but just answer our questions and we'll explain everything to you." Joyce begged causing Stanley's face to soften. Something about the way Joyce looked at him and spoke, made him instantly know it had something to do with Will, and he knew he couldn't say no.
"Oh... o-okay." The man hesitated, licking his dry lips as he nodded his head, his head gradually turning to Hopper.
Hopper swallowed hard, feeling a tad bit uncomfortable before just spitting out the question, "Um... when was the last time you saw him?"
