Breathin》Stranger Things

Thirty

Holy shit, I've been alive for over a century and I never thought I would deal with something like this. Even deep underground, there's a small light throughout the tunnels. I moved in front of the kids and made Steve stay in the back with his bat ready.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure it's this way," I heard Mike as he held up the map. He stood behind me with the flashlight and told me where to go.

"You're pretty sure, or you're certain?" Dustin asked.

"I'm 100% sure."

"Yo, no arguing!" I shouted. "Just stand behind me. Mike, keep doing what you're doing."

"Maybe Steve should stay in the front," Dustin mentioned. "If there are more Demodogs then he'll be perfect bait while Bels takes us to safety."

"Unless you want me to come back as a vampire, I don't think that's an option," Steve commented. "If any of you little shits die down here, I'm getting the blame. Got it, dipshit?"

I rolled my eyes. "No one is going to die," I piped up. "That's why I'm in the front and Steve's in the back. And from here on out, no one says anything unless you want to let the whole underground know where we are." The kids quiet down after and we continued on. My eyes kept scanning around the tunnel and couldn't help but find it fascinating. Even when there was a small fork in the road and we had to pick from three different paths. "Magnifico."

"You've never seen anything like this?" Steve asked me.

I shook my head. "I've never seen such a magnificent place...even if it can kill you guys with just one breath of whatever is in the air." I wanna say ash, but I could be wrong. "If I had to make my own escape route, like one of those cliche vampire movies with a castle, it would look a lot like this."

"That's a myth, too?" Lucas questioned.

"Yes and no. There are a few vampires that have castles...just not scary and in the middle of nowhere."

"Your house is in the middle of nowhere," Max pointed out.

I stopped momentarily and looked at her. "Fair point - but, it's not a castle in Transilvania. And neither of you see me climbing up the walls before going inside my house."

"True. Can you climb walls, though?"

"Yeah but I have to grip the building or whatever I'm climbing. Which is why I prefer jumping."

My ears picked up Dustin spitting before he let out an ear-piercing scream. "Shit! Shit! Shit!" he shouted. "Help! Help! Help!"

I quickly rushed over. "What happened?!" I exclaimed.

"It's in my mouth! Some got on my mouth!" he whimpered. "Shit!"

I knelt in front of him as he tried to cough out whatever went inside his mouth. I grabbed his shoulders and held up two fingers. "Dustin, you trust me?"

"WHAT KIND OF STUPID QUESTION IS THAT?!"

"Fair enough." I shrugged my shoulders before shoving my fingers into his mouth. When they hit his uvula I quickly pulled my fingers out to avoid getting puked on. Dustin hunched over to the side and began vomiting his guts out, not literally. My hand went toward his back and rubbed it. "You're gonna be ok. You're gonna be fine." Dustin looked at all of us. "You ok there, buddy?"

He nodded. "I'm ok."

"You serious?" Max muttered in annoyance.

"Very funny, man," Steve commented as everyone else started to walk away from us.

"Nice. Very nice," Mike said sarcastically.

Lucas just went to insult him, "Jesus, what an idiot."

I pulled Dustin up and couldn't help but chuckle. "Ignore them," I said. "They wouldn't be acting like this if one of those things decide to miraculously jump out of your stomach."