one last thing. (eddie munson x mike's sister)

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i waved my hand over it.

"we aren't moving it, we're just unplugging it. standby!"

"try it now!"

he said after a moment.

i used one finger to spell 'hi'

"that worked!"

"uhh....."

's'

't'

'u'

'c'

'k'

"stuck?"

"you can't get back through watergate?"

"the hell is-" steve started.

"it's in water and it's a gate." robin cut him off

'no'

'guarded'

"watergate's guarded? we might be able to help!"

"genius!" steve yelled.

"...murder site!"

"what?" robin asked.

"there's a gate at every murder site." i looked up at her.

'where'

'?'

"eddie's!"

'bye' i traced.

"we're frozen in time, but we've always had bikes?" i called.

we ran to the backyard and grabbed our old bikes, there were only 4 so i grabbed my skateboard and followed behind them.

we got to eddie's trailer about 10 minutes later.

"this one!" i yelled, running up to his place.

i opened the door and was greeted with a bright red gate.

"there's something in there." robin mumbled.

"that's like...right where chrissy died." eddie whimpered.

suddenly the gate broke open with a broomstick.

i stepped up to it and saw on the other side, the boys, max and erica smiling.

"eddie, where's your linen closet?" dustin yelled as max and lucas went to get his mattress.

"beside the kitchen."

the mattress flopped onto the floor.

"those stains are uh..."

"i don't know what those stains are." he mumbled.

"i do." i joked.

"ew!" nancy whined.

a few minutes later dustin returned with a string of bedsheets tied together.

he threw it up and it fell through the other side.

he pulled and pulled and it didn't budge.

"guess i'm the guinea pig." robin said, climbing the rope and falling onto the mattress.

"oh thank god." she smiled.

eddie went next, then nancy.

"winnie." a deep voice growled.

suddenly everything was quiet.

i whipped around, seeing steve frozen in place.

"what the-"

"winnie, it's time~" the voice said almost sweetly, trying to coax me.

"no, no no no! leave me alone you creepy bastard!" i screamed.

"where's the fun in that." a man appeared from thin air, covered in veins and gross things.

the lighting hue turned red.

"winifred, it's time." he smirked.

"no! no leave me alone!" i screamed, running into the kitchen and grabbing a knife.

"you think a knife will help you? don't make me laugh." he spat, walking toward me.

"stay back." i warned.

he only crept closer.

"stay back!" i screamed, holding the knife up.

he stood just out of reach.

"drop the knife, for your own sake." he said sweetly, reaching out to touch my cheek.

i was frozen.

i couldn't move.

"winifred wheeler. you haven't forgotten yet, have you?" he asked.

"forgotten what?" i asked, shivering.

"how you killed your best friend."

suddenly we were in the russian base again, jamie was infront of me on his knees, a guard with his gun to jamie's head.

"no! let him go!" i lunged forward.

i heard the shot, then i felt the blood spray.

"no!" i screamed, hard and high enough to make someone's blood curdle.

"i'm so sorry, but it's your turn now sweetheart." vecna spat.

"leave me alone!" i sobbed.

"tick tock winifred."

"tick tock."