Maggie Fulmer walked ahead with Robin and Nancy on their way to the Wheeler's, both Maggie and Robin marvelling over the Upside Down despite its undeniable creepy qualities. While Steve and Eddie hung back, a comfortable silence between the two. 

"Hey, man." Steve started awkwardly, trying to get Eddie's attention. "Uh... Listen, I just, uh... I just want to say thanks. For saving my ass back there. 

 "Shit, you saved your own ass, man," Eddie replied. "I mean, that was a real Ozzy move you pulled back there."

"Ozzy?" Steve questioned, his eyebrows furrowed. 

"When you took a bite out of that bat. Ozzy Osbourne? Black Sabbath? He bit a bat's head off on stage." Eddie explained only to get a blank stare from Steve in return. "Doesn't matter. It's very metal, what you did. That's all I'm saying."

"Thanks." Steve returned with a small nod. 

"Henderson told me you were a badass. Insisted on the matter, in fact." Eddie revealed.

"Wait, Henderson said that?"

Eddie nodded. "Oh yeah. shit. Kid worships you, dude. Like, you have no idea. It's kinda annoying, to be honest. I don't even know why I care what that little shrimp thinks, but, uh, guess I got a little jealous, Steve. I guess I couldn't accept the fact that Steve Harrington was actually a good dude. Rich parents, popular, chicks love him. Not a douche? No way, man. No way. That, like, flies in the face of all the laws in the universe and my own personal Munson doctrine. Still super jealous as hell, by the way."

"Okay," Steve answered with a slight chuckle.

"Which is why I would never have jumped in that lake to save your ass." Eddie continued. "Not under any, uh... normal circumstances. Nope. Outside of D&D, I am no hero. I see danger and I just turn heel and run. Or at least that's what I've learned about myself in the last year or so."

"Give yourself a break, man." Steve consoled. 

"See, the only reason I came in here was 'cause those ladies came in straight after you. Now, I was too ashamed to be the one who stayed behind. But Maggie didn't waste a second." He started, Steve's eyes immediately falling on the brunette who joked around with Robin ahead.  "Not one second. She just dove right in and trust me she wouldn't have just done that for anyone. Now, I don't know what's going on between you two but I've never seen Mags as happy and open as she is around you and that's before Kaira too, so just try to not let this thing that you two have going on disappear." Eddie concluded, leaving Steve slightly speechless and in shock as Eddie speed-walked to catch up with Maggie who had coincidentally fallen back to join him. 

"Hey, you good?" Maggie asked brightly, turning to the boy she considered her brother. 

"Well, considering I think we are in another dimension and going to get Nancy Wheeler's guns, I'm pretty good. You?"

"I'm pretty good too, you know considering everything." She returned teasingly. 

"Okay in that case, and you better be honest with me." Eddie started, pointing a finger in her direction. "Do you actually understand anything that's going on right now?"

"Nope." She said abruptly causing the two of them to chuckle at her quick answer. "But I trust these guys, and if anyone can get us out of this hell then we are probably in the best group to do so."

Eddie nodded. "You know I'm happy to have you back, Mags. The last year has seriously been shit without you and yeah most of that is my fault but I'm glad this insane experience brought us back together. Turns out we don't need Kaira to make us get along after all, huh?"

Maggie smiled, opening her mouth to answer when another earthquake hit, her arms immediately going out to steady herself against a tree.

 "Here we go again," Eddie muttered from beside her. 

Despite the earthquake Nancy kept walking, her house soon in sight, the others joining her once the ground had settled once more beneath their feet. Only the Wheeler's house looked drastically different than what it normally did, it truly looked like it belonged in another dimension. 

"Might be time to get a maid, Wheeler." Robin joked, observing the mess that the house had become in its Upside Down form. 

Nancy ignored her, gesturing them upstairs. "Come on. I don't want to stay here longer than we have to." She headed up the stairs, soon pushing open her bedroom door, pulling out a shoebox from her closet, only for her eyebrows to scrunch as she pulled out a pair of shoes instead of guns. 

"Those aren't guns," Eddie said pointing out the obvious. 

Robin nodded. "I mean, these heels are pointy, but I was hoping for a deadly projectile."

Nancy shook her head. "I don't understand."

"Maybe you left them somewhere else," Eddie suggested.

"There's a six-year-old in the house. I know where I keep my guns." Nancy snapped, her attention falling on a group of cue cards. "I threw these away years ago." 

 "I get that grades are important, but perhaps studying can wait till we get out?" Robin suggested gently. 

"These are from sophomore chemistry," She breathed, realising how different her room was. "And this... this wallpaper, this is old wallpaper. And this mirror, this went to a yard sale. And you..." She trailed off picking up a stuffed animal from her bed. "You're not supposed to be here. No, I gave you to Cousin Joanna two years ago." She said, moving over to her diary and flipping it open to the latest entry. 

"What is it?" Maggie asked, watching her carefully. 

 "Nancy? You're freaking me out." Robin added. 

"I think the reason that my guns aren't here is because they don't exist yet." Nancy announced quietly.

 "They don't... exist?"

 "This diary should be full of entries but it's not," Nancy explained. "The last entry is November 6, 1983. The day Will went missing. The day the gate opened. We're in the past."

"Dustin! Dustin!" Steve suddenly shouted from downstairs. 

Everyone sprinted downstairs at Steve's shout, but Maggie was once more frozen in place, her eyes stuck on the date of Nancy's diary, her mind moving a million miles an hour. 

"Maybe he really does have rabies," Robin whispered, observing his strange behaviour as Maggie finally joined them. 

"What are you doing?" Maggie asked in concern.

"He's here. Henderson! That little shit, he's here. He's like... He's in the walls or something." Steve explained quickly, desperately trying to prove to the group that he wasn't going crazy. "Just listen. Dustin. Dustin! Dustin! Can you hear me?"

Maggie paused falling silent. She had to listen closely but Dustin's voice could be heard, albeit a very echoey and far-off version of his voice. It didn't take long for the others to hear it too, searching the space for any sight of him. 

Steve sighed, pausing his search. "Alright, either this kid can't hear us or he's being a total douche bag."

 "Will found a way." Nancy realised. "He found a way to speak to Joyce through the lights."

"The lights?" Maggie questioned, only for Nancy to point at the switch next to her. 

"The switch. Try the switch." 

She flipped the switch up and down multiple times, only for nothing to happen. "It's not working."

"Guys, you seeing this?" Steve called, shining his flashlight at the chandelier which lit up, almost sparkling.

Nancy immediately walked towards it, reaching her hand up into the warm glow, the others soon following her actions. 

"Whoa." Eddie breathed, turning to Maggie in excitement as if it was the coolest thing he had ever seen. 

Maggie joined the others, carefully placing her hands in the light, the lights glowing brighter the more they touched it. 

"It tickles." Steve said. 

Robin nodded. "It kinda feels good."

"Does anyone know Morse code?" Nancy questioned, only for everyone to shake their heads in refusal. 

"Wait, does SOS count?" Eddie piped up, looking around the group. "Is that... Is that good?"

Maggie nodded. "It'll work."

Eddie moved forward, tapping out SOS, hoping that someone would pick up the Morse code pattern. 

"It's working," Robin said quietly with a grin.  

The group moved upstairs as Dustin, Lucas and Erica stole Holly's lite brite. "Okay, you guys seeing this?" Dustin's voice echoed, the same glowing light from downstairs present in front of them. "We're not moving it, but we're gonna unplug it. Try it now." 

Nancy spelled out 'hi' in the air, the letters leaving a short trail before fading away. 

"That worked." Dustin's voice called once more. 

Maggie grinned, overjoyed to have a method of communication to the normal world again. Nancy moved forward once more to trace out 'stuck'. 

"They're stuck in the Upside Down," Lucas said. 

 "Uh, you can't get back through Watergate?" Dustin questioned.

"What the hell's Watergate?" Steve muttered.

 "'Cause it's in water and it's a gate." Maggie returned, easily piecing it together. 

"Oh, that's cute," Eddie said. 

"Right. Um, no. It's..." Maggie said, trailing off as she leaned forward to write out 'guarded'.

"Uh, Watergate's guarded. We think we have a theory that can help with that. We think Watergate isn't the only gate. That there's a gate at every murder site."

Nancy shook her head. "Does anybody understand what he's talking about?" She said, moving forward to draw a question mark. 

 "Okay, seriously? How many times do I have to be right on the money before you trust me?" Dustin complained.

 Steve rolled his eyes. "Jesus Christ. This kid's gotta get his ego in check."

 "It's his tone, right?" Eddie agreed, Maggie smiling at the small interaction between the two.  

"Okay. So... So how far is your trailer?" Nancy asked, turning to Eddie.

Eddie paused. "Seven miles."

"Nancy?" Robin said, clearing her throat. "Uh, I know your house here is, like, weirdly, creepily frozen in time and shit, but haven't you always had bikes?"