Mike Wheeler x Male reader

CHAPTER EIGHT: THE MIND FLAYER

(tw: kind of graphic)

You get tired of waiting you and Mike keep trying and trying to get through and Bob follows you guys. Suddenly alarms start sounding. "what the hell?" -Bob. "We're too late" -Mike. "What?" -Bob. "We're too late!" -You. You and Mike run back into the room where Joyce and Will are. "What's going on?" -Joyce. "We're under attack." -Mike. "Oh sh*t, oh sh*t." -You. "Language" -Bob. You roll you eyes and Mike quickly steps toward the table and grabs a needle. "We need to make Will sleep." -Mike. "What?" -Joyce. "No, he's right. Will's a spy. If he knows where we are, then so does the shadow monster. He can get us killed" -You. "He's lying!" -Will. "He killed those soldiers. He'll kill us too!" -Mike. Will keeps screaming, "He's lying! He's lying! He's lying! He's lying! He's lying!" -Will. It was terrifying to hear Will like this, but it wasn't Will. Then you hearing loud noises outside the door. "Those are gunshots!" -Bob. Will keeps repeating himself over and over. "Will, Will, listen, listen. Do you know who I am?.. Do you know who I am? -Joyce. Will hesitates but eventually speaks. "You're... You're.. you're Mom." -Will. Joyce looks at him then at Bob. "Hold him down." -Joyce. Will screams in defiance, telling Bob to let him go. Joyce grabs a needle and pokes him. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." -Joyce. It's so hard to hear Will. "Let me go! Let me go!!" -Will. Mike has his hands behind his head at this intense situation and you try to cover you ears. Mike notices this and puts his hand on your shoulder. Finally, Will falls unconscious and stop his protests. The door slams open. You jump back and it's just Hopper and Dr Owens. Hopper sees the situation and one of the monsters start breaking down the second pair of doors. "We gotta go. We gotta go." -Hopper. He walks over to Will and picks him up. Joyce takes extra needles and you all run into the hallway

As you're all running down hallways, there's screaming and guns. You see a man get pushed down by a monster. Dr Owens starts pushing everyone in a room and then himself. He shuts and locks the door. You realize this a moment too late, you try to bang on the door but no one opens it. There's danger everywhere you turn and you run down a hallway in a stairwell. You see only a medical cart. You push it to the wall and hide behind it. You make the mistake of assessing your surroundings. Right next to you is a man with his insides ripped apart. His eyes still moving and he looks at you with desperate, dying eyes. His name tag is bloody but it reads , "Robby". You jump back at this and accidentally scratch yourself deeply on piece of glass on your arm. You feel sick at this sight. Your eyes water as he tries to lift his arms towards you. You want to help but you can't. You cover your eyes and look the opposite way. You hear something coming. You duck down as much as you can and you hear faint growling. You quiet your breathing and cover your mouth. 'f**k, f**k, f*k', you think to yourself. Slowly, the growling fades and you hear gross sounding footsteps walking away. You can't breathe. Maybe it's the near death experience with the monster or maybe it's the dying man next to you. You struggle to calm yourself down but your breathing is still uneven. To make matters worse, the lights shut off. You want to go home, tears are flooding your eyes. You're scared. Not like you've ever been before. It's like being in the middle of a battlefield full of things that want you dead. No, that's exactly what it is. You curl into a ball with only the short medical cart to cover you. You do NOT like this. Every once in a while the growling monsters come back. They stay for a bit then leave. You try not to move a muscle, breathing as little as possible and sitting still. Your arm is still leaking blood. Sh**. Blood. One of the creatures walks through the stairwell, you try to hide like you did before. But no.. the monster starts smelling the air. You hear something crawling towards you. Suddenly the medical cart gets shoved away and one of those things jump on you. You're lying on your back, holding it back from killing you. You're crying but you have to think fast. You roll over, pushing it away and giving you time to pull out your pocket knife. You stab it in the side and it screeches and digs one of it's claws into you're torso. It hurt like hell but you keep stabbing the creature, then you push it down the stairwell. You reclaim your spot behind the medical cart and go back to hiding. You're gasping for air but trying to be quiet. Now you're bleeding from two places and no one is coming to help.