Finally, English ended, the children scattered out of their seats, snatching their bags and running out of the room, I caught up with mike on the way out of my class.

"Where you heading?" I asked him, his tall figure turned to me.

"To get will, to show dart to mr. Clarke," he replied grasping onto his backpack strap. "Come with if you want?" He asked, a few kids running past us as we stood in the white painted walls.

"Okay," I replied, we walked the same direction as every other pupil in the building making a left to where wills locker was placed, we saw him put in some chemistry textbooks and physics.

"Hey will, you coming to mr. Clarkes?" Mike asked, will turned around slowly, closing his locker door behind him. His eyebrows raised at the front and gulped.

"You okay?" I asked, he shook his head.

"It's about d'artangon," he replied quietly.

"What about him?" Mike asked, curiosity mixed into his voice.

"Remember I had that episode on Halloween, and I heard that noise?" He asked mike, his lips parted and he nodded. "Dart sounded like that noise," he replied softly.

I forced myself to remember about Halloween night, remembering about the particles and the vines. A wave of shock rushed through my body, and I was alarmed.

"Mike go get dart, and meet us in the AV room, got it?" I asked, pulling him to face me, he nodded, and ran passed me, to the right. I took wills hand, quickly running off the AV room, unlocking the door and chucked my bag beside the door, will sat next the heathshack. Mike came running inside with dustin's prop held tightly in his hands, lucas and dustin quickly chased after him and into the room, max followed after but I quickly shut the door as she came round the corner and locked the door.

"Hey, max can come in, open the door now," dustin said, leaning over the table, catching his breath back.

"No she can't, this is serious, and it has nothing to do with her," mike said, two bangs hit the door and max yelled outside.

"Guys can I come inside," max yelled.

"No!" Mike yelled back, max hit the door one more time and we continued the convocation.

"Okay so what's so serious that max can't be involved?" Lucas asked, throwing his bag on the floor and crossed his arms.

"Last year, remember that?" I said.

"And not only that, now, about the episodes," mike replied, leaning over the table once he set down dart. "Us three don't believe that they're not really episodes," mike answered pointing at me, will and himself.

"Then what are they?" Lucas huffed.

"Possibly visions," I said, grabbing a chair, pulling to asides me and sat down, crossing my legs and slouched. "Like, will can see into the upside-down," I continued.

"So why didn't he tells us?" Lucas argued.

"I don't know, I didn't think it was the right time," will responded, his shoulders came forward slightly and he bit his cheek.

"It's just, what if somehow," mike paused, cutting into the argument Lucas and will almost shared, facing will. "He required true sight whilst he was in the upside down?" He asked, looking back to the two boys.

"True sight?" Lucas raised his bows.

"The ability to look into something without being there." Dustin filled in, scratching his left brow.

"So that means..." lucas paused.

"Dart's from the upside down," mike filled in for him, a worried tone escaped through his lips. Lucas sighed.

"I say we take him to hopper," lucas suggested, unfolding his arms.

"I agree," mike agreed, dustin quickly disagreed to the to boys.

"No, no way, if we have take dart to hopper, dart is as good as dead," he suggested.

"Maybe he should be dead," mike argued, dustin inhaled deeply and looked at mike with disgust.

"How could you say that?" He asked

"How could you not? He's from the upside down!" Mike yelled back.

"Maybe, but even if he is it doesn't mean that he's automatically bad," dustin told mike, looking at the prop that layed on the table.

"That's like saying someone from the Death Star doesn't mean their automatically bad," mike argued.

"We have a bond," dustin tried to point out, sighing.

"A bond?" Mike asked, "just cause he like nougat?" Mike once again argued.

"No! Because he trusts me!" Dustin yelled back.

"Trusts you?" Lucas asked him, giving the curly haired boy an idiotic look.

"Yes I promised that I would take care if him!" He argued. The prop began to shake violently, nudging around the table, darts terrible screeches cried through the room. Mike quickly snatch the microphone from the corner of the table.

"Woah, woah, woah, you not hurting him," dustin said, pointing at the anxious mike clutching onto the microphone.

"Only if he attacks," mike told him

"Open it," lucas told dustin, he hesitated as he held onto the button. "Open it!" He yelled as the screeches roared louder and the machine shook harshly. Dustin pressed down onto the button and the doors dispatched. Dart felled out and roared in agony. Two legs ripped out from behind, a wet goo oozing out as he did so. We all stood back a step when the creature screamed at us with it's teethless mouth.

Mike swung the microphone at dart, dustin quickly came and stopped mikes actions, letting dart jump off the table and the door flung open, max standing on her knees, dart running past her, her eyes widened as she saw the creature slide past her.

"No!" Dustin yelled, running to the door and fell on topic max. Me and mike quickly jumped over him and  checked our scenery.  

"What was that?" Max asked once dustin got off her, getting up from the ground.

"Dart, why did you open the door?" Mike asked her.

"That was dart?" She asked him.

"We need to go find him," mike said and quickly ran down the corridor.

"Don't you hurt him!" Dustin yelle slightly chasing after him. "Don't you hurt him!" He yelled once more as the boy ran down the corner.