"We just tell our parents we have AV club after school. That'll give us at least a few hours for Operation Mirkwood," Mike explains. "You seriously think that this weirdo knows where Will is?" Lucas asks. "Just trust me on this, okay?" Mike begs. "Okay," Lucas replies. "Did you get the supplies?" Mike asks. "Yeah. Binoculars... from 'Nam. Army knife... also from 'Nam. Hammer, camouflage bandana... and the wrist rocket," Lucas smirks. "You're gonna take out the Demogorgon with a slingshot?" I question. "First of all, it's a wrist rocket. And second of all, the Demogorgon's not real. It's made up. But if there is something out there, I'm gonna shoot it in the eye... and blind it." Lucas corrected. "Dustin, what did you get?" Mike sighs. "Well, alrighty. So, we've got... Nutty bars, Bazooka, Pez, Smarties, Pringles, Nilla Wafers, apple, banana, and trail mix," Dustin smiles. "Seriously?" I quiz. "We need energy for our travels. For stamina. And besides, why do we even need weapons anyway? We have her," Dustin defended. "She shut one door!" I groan. "With her mind! Are you kidding me? That's insane! Imagine all the other cool stuff she could do. Like... I bet... that she could make this fly! Hey. Hey. Okay, concentrate. Okay?" Dustin exclaims as he let go of the toy. It drops. "Okay, one more time. Okay. Use your powers, okay?" Dustin begs. He tosses the toy up in the air only for it to drop again. "Idiot," Lucas mumbles. "She's not a dog!" Mike groans. "Kids, time for school," Mrs. Wheeler calls. 

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"How about this one?" Mike asks. "Too big for the sling," I reply. "So, do you think Eleven was born with her powers, like the X-Men, or do you think she acquired them, like... like Green Lantern?" Dustin asks. "She's not a superhero. She's a weirdo," Lucas corrects. "What does that matter? The X-Men are weirdos," Mike blurted. "If you love her so much, why don't you marry her?" I tease. "What are you talking about?" Mike sighs. "Mike, seriously?" I groan. "What?" he questions. "You look at her all, like... 'Hi, El! El! El! El! I love you so much! Would you marry me?" I tease, getting down on one knee and grabbing his arms. "Shut up, y/n" Mike scoffs. "Yeah, shut up, y/n. What are you losers doing back here?" Troy teases. "Probably looking for their missing friend," James adds. "That's not funny. It's serious. He's in danger," Dustin stated. "I hate to break it to you, Toothless, but he's not in danger. He's dead. That's what my dad says. He said he was probably killed by some other queer." Troy laughs. "Come on. Just ignore them," Mike exclaims before trying to walk past them. Troy trips Mike, making him fall to the ground. "Hey!" I yell, attempting to run over to Mike, only to be stopped by Troy as he grabs my waist. I quickly push his hands off me before walking over to Mike. "Watch where you're going, Frog face," Troy smirks before he and James walk off. "You all right?" I ask as Mike stands up. "Yeah," he groans, touching his chin. "Hey. How 'bout this one?" Dustin asks, picking up a rock. "Yeah," Mike chuckles. "Yeah, this is the monster killer!" Lucas smiles.

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"El! You okay?" Mike asks as El nods. "Hop on. We only have a few hours," Mike explains. El walks over to Mike and climbs on the back of his bike. I roll my eyes slightly at the interaction. Not sure why, though.

"Hey, y/n, Dustin and I saw what Troy did to you earlier. Are you okay?" Lucas whispers. "Uh... yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" I ask, playing it cool. "Well, I don't know. It just didn't look like you were okay when it happened," Lucas follows. "I'm fine, okay?" I sneer. "Yeah, okay, okay," Lucas puts his hands up in defense. I let Lucas and Dustin walk ahead so I could walk alone.

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"Here," El exclaims. "Yeah, this is where Will lives," Mike states. "Hiding," El whispers. "No, no, this is where he lives. He's missing from here. Understand?" Mike repeats. "What are we doing here?" Lucas asks. "She said he's hiding here," Mike explained. "Um... no!" Lucas scoffs. "I swear, if we walked all the way out here for nothing--" Dustin starts. "That's exactly what we did. I told you she didn't know what the hell she was talking about!" Lucas shouts. "Why did you bring us here?" Mike asks. "Mike, don't waste your time with her," Lucas warned. "What do you want to do then?" Mike quizzes. "Call the cops, like we should've done yesterday," I suggest. "We are not calling the cops!" Mike exclaims. "Hey, guys?" Dustin murmurs. "What other choice do we have?" Lucas asks, backing me up. "Guys!" Dustin shouts. All of a sudden, we hear sirens. "Will..." I whisper. We run to our bikes as we follow the cars.

When we arrive at the quarry, we hide behind the firetrucks so nobody could see us. "It's not Will. It can't be," Mike exclaims as we see Will's body. "It's Will. It's really Will," I cry into Lucas and Mike's shoulders. "Mike..." Eleven exclaims, reaching out for him. Mike slaps her hand away, " 'Mike?' 'Mike," what?" You were supposed to help us find him alive. You said he was alive! Why did you lie to us? What's wrong with you? What is wrong with you?" Mike retorts. "Mike..." El whispers. "What?" He snaps. "Mike, come on. Don't do this, man. Mike..." Lucas sighs. "Mike, where are you going? Mike!" Dustin calls. "I'm going home," I sigh as I begin to walk to my bike. "Whoah, y/n, you're not riding alone!" Dustin shouts. "Really? I don't think I have another choice," I scoff. "You can just spend the night at my house. You know my mom loves you. Plus, we've got the guest bedroom," Dustin suggests. "Okay... fine," I cave in.

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When we get to Dustin's house, his mom greeted us at the front door. "Dusty, y/n... where were you guys?" Mrs. Henderson asks. Dustin and I look to each other. "We heard a rumor that they found Will's body, so we wanted to go see if it was true," I croak. "Oh, you poor babies," she whispers. "Y/n lives too far away and she would've been biking alone so we thought it would be best if she could stay here for the night. Is that okay?" Dustin questions. "Of course it's okay! I'll get the bed all set up. Dusty, you get ready for bed now," Mrs. Henderson smiles. "Night, Dustin," I wave as Dustin went to bed.