~Max's POV~
I was riding my skateboard back home. I had been at the arcade with Dustin, Lucas, and Will for many hours until they finally closed. I decided to go to Will's house with Dustin and Lucas. We hung out for a while. Eventually, I left, because the boys were going to have a sleepover.
I realized how late I had stayed. It was 2:45 am. My parents would be so upset. I started to skate home when I saw someone riding a bike.
Quickly, I got to the side of the road, out of view. I watched as the person pulled up onto Mirkwood, where I had just come from. It was Mike.
He reached into his backpack and got two objects out. One of them was a flashlight, and the other looked like a blade.
I decided I would follow him.
"El! Eleven?" I heard Mike call out. Was El a girl's name, or a pet's name? Did he lose his dog or something, if he even had one? And why was he calling out a number? I accidentally stepped on a twig.
"Eleven?" Mike asked. He flashed the flashlight around. I ducked and hid behind a bush.
I tried to move from the bush to a nearby tree. I stepped on some leaves which made some noise. I was really bad at being stealthy.
I heard something fall to the ground. I looked and saw Mike on his hands and knees, looking for something.
"Ouch!" he yelped. I heard him moan. I watched as he held his arm tight. I think he must have hurt himself.
"If anyone's there, show yourself!" He called, swinging the weapon around.
I was silent and still.
"I have a knife! I'm not afraid to use it! Show yourself!"
I stepped slightly into view. I slowly got closer to him. I wasn't sure what to expect.
"El?" he croaked.
"El? Who's El?" I asked.
I stepped into the moonlight so Mike could see me more clearly.
"What are you doing here?" He asked, rather disappointed and annoyed.
"Well I was on my way back from Will's house, and I took a wrong turn," I half lied. I wasn't technically all the way lying.
"Oh," he said and walked away from me.
"Where are you going?" I asked him.
"None of your business," he replied, as he continued on, into the forest. I followed him.
"I heard you saying El. Who is that?" I asked, very curious and impatiently waiting for an answer.
"She's no one," He mumbled.
"She?" I prodded.
"Can you please just leave me alone?" He asked.
"Ok, fine, but why are you out here so late?"
"Why are you out here so late?"
"I told you, I stayed late at Will's and I was coming home."
Mike was silent and continued walking. I noticed his hand had some wet liquid on it. It was blood.
"Is your hand alright?" I asked, reaching out to him.
He pulled his hand away quickly.
"It's just a scratch."
I continued walking with him.
"I can't believe school starts next week," I said, trying to nonchalantly change the subject.
Mike was silent and continued walking on.
It was really awkward. I could tell he didn't like it whenever I was around.
"Look, I don't know what you have against me, ok? I'm just going to leave. Have fun looking for whatever lost cause you have. Goodbye, Mike," I said, racing off.
"Lost cause-" I could hear Mike start to yell, but then he stopped. I turned around. He was lying on the ground, unconscious again, just like he was that one time my family went to his house for dinner.
Something was wrong. I just knew it.
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