"You're okay," Mike said, carrying Alex in his arms while Dustin carried Eleven.

"Mike," she whispered, looking at him.

"Go, go, go, go, go!" Mike yelled as the four of them ran away from the guards who were still shooting the Demogorgon. They ran down the corridor as Mike and Dustin were still carrying Alex and Eleven.

"Come on, come on!" Mike yelled as Alex held onto him tightly.

"Oh, my God!" Dustin yelled as the five of them entered a classroom to take cover. Mike ran to a table and carefully put Alex on it. She was lying on her bag, breathing heavy as she looked at Mike.

"W-Where's El?" she asked, tears streaming down her face.

"Sister," Eleven cried from the next table.

"El," Alex said, leaning over and holding Eleven's hand. "It's okay," Alex said as Eleven looked at her. "He's gone."

"Papa?" Eleven asked as Alex nodded.

"Yeah," she said sniffling, "and we can be sisters, and you can stay at my house and we can go to school together and we can safe."

"Promise?" Eleven asked, crying as well.

"I promise," Alex said as Eleven smiled. The three boys stood up as they heard the gunfire and the monster screeching. Mike yelled in fear as the three boys stared at the door. It fell silent and nobody moved.

"Is. . . . is it dead?" Dustin asked, fear in his voice. Before any of them could answer, the monster burst into the classroom, kicking the door down.

" Go, go, go, go!" Mike yelled to Lucas who was trying to take off his bag to get the wrist rocket out.

"Get the wrist rocket!" Dustin screamed, his voice breaking, "get the wrist rocket now!"

"Go, go, go, go, go!" Mike screamed. While the boys were trying to get Lucas to hurry up, Alex slowly climbed off the table and limped to Eleven.

"Sister," Eleven said as the monster screeched at them.

"Take it out now!" Dustin was yelling.

"Get the rocks, get the rocks, get the rocks!"

"Getting the rocks!"

"El," Alex said as she held her hand.

"Give me one."

"Come on!"

"Go! Go! Kill it! Kill it!"

"Please, look after Mike," Alex said, "please."

"S-Sister?" Eleven asked. "What?"

"Fire! Fire!" The monster screeched louder as Alex looked at the monster then back at Eleven.

"Give me another one."

"Kill it! Bastard!"

"Kill it! Go, go, go, go!"

"Please," Alex begged, "keep him happy. Take care of him okay?"

"No," Eleven said, shaking her head as she knew what Alex was going to do. "No."

"Kill it now!"

"Get, get, get. . . . Come on, kill the bastard!"

"It's not working!"

"Hit him again."

"I'm sorry," Alex said, as she held Eleven's hand. "I love you sister."

"No," Eleven cried, holding onto Alex's hand tight.

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