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π¬ ππππππππππππ β βππ‘π πππ₯π¦ ππππ¨π«π ππ‘π ππππ ππ©ππ§π¬β Itβs autumn, 1984. Hawkins looks peaceful againβschool bells ring, the arcade buzzes with laughter, and the woods are thick with orange leaves. The horror of last year has faded into rumor. Yet beneath that small-town calm, something restless hums in the dark. The soil grows sick. The air tastes metallic. At night, the lights flicker like something unseen is breathing just behind the walls. Down in the old tunnels beneath the lab, the ground shifts, alive with a pulse that doesnβt belong to this world. Above, a storm brews that no radar can track. And for those whoβve seen the other sideβthe ones who survivedβit feels less like the end and more like the beginning.
*Choose your OC, and where you want to start.*
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