˗ˏˋ maybe we could'ˎ˗

THERE'S A CONNECTION

it was as if she was an completely different person. she looked at mike sadly and slowly she blinked her eyes, she started to slur her words and she was shivering. mike looked in the toilet and saw a black goo substance. he grabbed holly and held her bridal style, running to his room. he grabbed my walkie and screamed into it.

"code blue! come to my house immediately! over and out." he placed his hand under holly's mike looked down at his baby sister, she simply started at him lifelessly, she wasn't herself anymore, that was the best way to describe it in the least.

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the entire party was sitting in mike's room looking at him holding his limp sister.

"ok mike what's going on?" lucas asked.

"it's holly. she's sick." he started.

"so that means call a code blue?" dustin asked scrunching his eyebrows.

"let him finish" max said.

"she threw up this dense black goo." mike said

"can we see it?" will asked, mike glanced down at holly, but laid her down. he opened his bedroom door and they entered the bathroom.

suddenly, it was cold and gray, small particles were flying around. mike stopped at the toilet and let the others get a good look.

"it doesn't smell." dustin said. "just looks creepy as shit."

"tell me about it." will said staring down at it, mike put a hand on his shoulder knowing how much this must've given him a cruel sense of deja vu.

"can i touch it?" dustin asked.

lucas hit his shoulder "are you out of your damn mind?"

"i just want to see, ill wash my hands and the whole shebang." dustin said.

"fine." lucas said rolling his eyes, dustin got down in a squatting position and slowly brought his hand towards the goo. he touched it with one finger, and when he went to pull it out the goo slowly slipped off.

"it's disgusting, and cold." he said before going to wash his hands.

"i think this has something to do with-" mike began.

"the upside down." will asked.

"yeah." mike answered.

"she isn't acting like herself." mike said. "i don't know what to do, or who to tell."

"why don't we tell my mom? she might know what to do." will suggested. mike nodded and they went back into his room, making sure to flush the toilet before they left.

"i think we need to watch her closely and gather info." lucas said, all of them agreeing. holly awoke, and rose up.

"holly are you okay?" will asked with wide eyes. he tried to hold her hand in a comforting way but she smacked his hand. max placed her hands on his shoulders and brought him back a little.

"holly, that's not nice say sorry." mike said.

"no." She said flatly. they all looked at her and mike sat her upright.

"holly, apologize now."he said in an impatient voice.

she looked at him with her now cold lifeless eyes, and that's when mike realized. his baby sister wasn't in there anymore.

"no!" she yelled her voice now had an evil shadow in it, as if she was demented. holly then gritted her baby teeth and brought her hand a few inches in front of her face and started choking mike, but she didn't have one finger anywhere near him. he started to feel the room close in, black dots clouding his vision, he brought his hands up to his neck and desperately tried to get at least one breath of air out.

the party took a notice and broke into a panicked frenzy max ran over to holly and started yelling at her to stop. they all tried to distract her and do anything to stop her without hurting her. mike could see less and less, his eyes slowly rolling to the back of his head.

mike then felt the tightening grip completely let go and he desperately gasped for air, the party gathered around him and bombarded him with questions. mike looked at holly in shock and she stood there unfazed by what she had done.

"mike, what are we going to do about her?" max asked looking at her. "she can and will hurt someone."

"we have to tell hopper and joyce." mike said. They all looked at him like he was proposing that they streak in the street, and he knew why. none of them had talked to eleven since the bitter break up, but they could only hope she's moved on and they can hopefully put their differences aside and stop whatever's going on.

"well." dustin said drawing all the attention to himself. "we'd better do it before it gets worse." he said. mike went into nancy's room and dialed hopper's number.

"woo the hell is this?" he asked annoyed.

"hopper, it's mike. we have a problem."