Two doctors came down with a stretcher, picking will up and onto it, running into the back of a van and kept him up on a bed that had wheels to help move him around. Joyce, Bob, Mike and I all got on the van and the engine started, the van moving and driving quickly to the lab.

Will was screaming in agony, the doctors tried to get him to calm down but he couldn't the pain was irresistible. They put a breathing mask over his nose and mouth so that he could breathe a little throughout all the screaming.

"Will, it's your mom," joyce spoke, "you're okay baby," she told him.

"Will, it's okay munchkin, I'm here, you're okay," I spoke to him softly as he screamed, standing at the side he was leaning over. He reached our for my hand and squeezed it tightly.

"It hurts!" He screamed, squeeze my hand harder. "Make it stop!" He begged loudly.

"Will, we're almost there, you'll be okay," I told him softly, cupping his hand in mine, I could feel tears prick in my eyes but I still smiled to tried to help him feel at ease.

"It burns!" He again yelled, his face grew pale and sweat trickled from his forehead.

"Will, it's your mom, your gonna be okay," Joyce told him from Bobs grip. The van stopped and the back doors were opened, and a doctors pulled will out, running inside the building, pushing will to elevator, two doctors carried him inside, the five that went looking for Hopper joined too.

The elevator quickly got us to the top floor, pushing will into the room around around the corner and at the top of the corridor. Him screaming alerted doctors across the lab to rush in and start working. Dr Owens quickly ran in the room and saw Wills state. He screamed louder than he did in the van.

"Will, where does it hurt?" A female doctor asked, raising her brows towards his. Steam filled his oxygen mask from his panting.

"Everywhere," he cried and groaned, lifting his chin up.

"He said he's burning, check for burns," Dr Owens said, a doctor took a pair of scissors an cut open his jumper, the woman pressed against his stomach, no burns to be seen on his body. Will continued to cry, his cheeks completely floated in his tears.

"Will where does it hurt?" The same female doctors asked, he lifted his chin, looking to her with squinted eyes.

"Everywhere!" He screamed, slamming his head into the pillow, arching his back. The same doctor quickly moved to a tray that was beside the bed, taking out a needle and injected it into his arm, he screamed and another tear smothered down his face, he breathing was still quick but started to fall and his eyes began to close.

I have no internet again.