Mikes eyes flew open, and all he could feel was pain. He was lying in a pile of branches and leaves. As he lied in pain, the memory began to come back to him. He had jumped out of Nancy's window to avoid the demogorgon. Judging from where he was, he must've fallen into a weak branch of the tree, and the brach must've broken from his impact. He looked over at his elbow. And promptly threw up. His elbow had bent backwards at a ninety degree angle. He had to move. He was covered in blood from his leg wound and the cut he had had to make on his arm, along with various cuts from stray branches. He got up, and with a lot of effort and pain, began to run as best as he could.
"Lucas!" He shouted into the walkie-talkie
Oh thank god. Are you okay man?
"Talk later! Where are you!"
We're at the school.
Mike shut off the walkie-talkie and began to half limp half run towards the school.
It took him a good ten minutes before he was finally there. He pushed open the doors and yelled for Eleven and Lucas before passing out on the hallway floor.
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FanfictionSet where season one of Stranger Things leaves off. Eleven's missing, and Will is seeing into the upside down. An odd call on the walkie-talkie leads them to believe that this nightmare isn't quite over.
