Sarah's feet splashed against the watery floor of the void. She examined her surroundings, trying to find an ounce of light.
Something strangely interesting to her was how although the entire void was jet black there was still light. It seemed to stem from her as well.
Her feet were cold as she walked through. She was in shorts and a baggy sweater, and she was almost determined to find something.
But yet she had no such interest. She also just wanted to wander aimlessly to pass the time.
The clock drawled slowly past 2 o'clock and she continued to wander through, still she found nothing and grew disappointed in herself, forgetting that she still had no clue how her powers worked.
She moved through, ready to quit and bring herself back up into the real world, when finally somebody was illuminated through mist.
Sarah didn't see him from the front. She walked closer, trying to be quiet to try and not let him sense her. She squinted up at him, and slowly walked around him so she could see his face.
He was a tall and skinny old man. White hair, and an evil scowl on his face. Clearly he was talking to someone who didn't come into view, and he was clearly into a conversation deep.
His wrinkles changing shape every time the person made a rebuttal. For some reason she couldn't hear it, perhaps too caught up in her questions. But finally she heard someone.
"I see her. She's in front of you." a girl, probably her mothers age came into view, staring her down from the back.
She turned around to face her. The scariest part? This girl could see her.
"Good, 010. She can see me, no? Make sure she's facing me as I speak to her." the mans voice held a toxicity in it, and that was when she felt icy hands clamp onto her arms.
The woman had her hands on her, and she turned her around so she would face the man.
Chills ran down her arms and legs. Her sweater didn't work for this. She felt tears in her eyes as the man made eye contact with her.
Her breathing became shallow and quick. She could barely pull in a complete breath.
"We will find you. We know where you are. Maybe not Illinois, but we know you're somewhere in Hawkins. We will find you," the man paused, hesitating as he saw the woman holding onto Sarah beginning to tremble in the real world.
"010? What's the issue?"
"Th-there's someone else here, papa. She can see me and I see her."
The form of a woman came into view, she looked furious, staring down 010 as she moved closer.
That was when 010 faded out of the void, and Sarah felt the grip release. Soon after the tall stalky man did, and her mother was revealed.
She just began to run, but she seemed out of reach no matter how close she tried to get. Finally, she ran into her arms.
But it didn't work. This was still the void and her mother was going to fade out of it before she could even hug her for the first time.
And that was exactly what happened, right as they collided she turned to mist, leaving Sarah with a few encouraging words that didn't quite help.
"It's okay. You're okay. I love you, I'm here."
Sarah was horrified as she felt the cold mist enveloping her before ultimately disappearing. She felt a lump forming in her throat as she tried to reach out and speak to her.
Left in the black. In the void. Alone. Just as she always was. Even if she had friends, in the end when it came to her most immediate family- her parents, she was left, Alone.
She shot up in bed, sitting upright, barely able to breathe. Her hands were caught in her deep, dark chocolate hair as she tried to steady her breathing. The air was so heavy, and it seemed to be draining out of the room with every breath she took.
Sobs were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't control how loud they were. She still saw her mom. The tall man. The woman called 010. She shivered, tears rushing down her cheeks like waterfalls.
She'd brought her knees to her chest, still crying, trying to calm herself in any way.
The door swung open, and her room was flooded with the light from the hallway. Standing there was none other than her aunt, seeming a mix of confused and worried.
"What happened?" Nancy asks quietly, moving into the room slowly.
Sarah tried to speak. Tried to get her thoughts out, but they only came out as sobs and aggressive hyperventilating.
Nancy wrapped her arms around her, slowly running her hands through her hair.
Sarah turned to look at the clock on her dresser. It read 4:27 AM in bright red letters.
Sarah's breathing was still shaky, but it had been calmed so she no longer hyperventilated or sobbed.
"Whatever happened, it was just a dream, alright? They can't hurt you." Nancy tried to reassure her, not realizing she'd been in the void and it was indeed real.
"He knows I'm in Hawkins." Sarah spoke frantically.
"Who? Who knows you're in Hawkins?" Nancy asked, knowing who but wanting to hear it from Sarah.
"I never heard his name, this lady, like mom but different, she called him papa. He-he had this white hair and was in a suit."
Nancy's eyes widened. She was now in fear of what could happen and pulled Sarah out of bed.
Her legs were half asleep, meaning standing was difficult as she tried to fix her stance. Before she could even adjust to being awake and up, Nancy had turned on the light and nearly blinded her.
Nancy reached under the bed, grabbing out Sarah's old suitcase, a yellow one that she only used if she went to stay with her grandparents for long lengths of time.
She'd never been on a vacation. For years she never understood because all her friends went on family vacations, but when she brought the question to Nancy she was shot down.
Now she knew that was because they could find them on the flight and ultimately take Sarah. She accepted it now.
Nancy was throwing clothing from her dresser and closet in. Including clothes that she'd hung in her closet that once belonged to her parents.
There was no set list, it was just frantic packing. When Nancy thought there was a good amount of clothes in the case she grabbed anything else Sarah may need, before zipping up the case.
Nancy threw it out of the room, and it slid down the stairs, landing on the floor with a loud thud, which woke Jonathan.
"What's going on?" he asked, rubbing his eyes in confusion and exhaustion as Sarah helped pack her backpack.
She shoved in a few things she thought would be good for wherever she was going, because even if she was going grandpa Hopper's for a while, things could get boring.
"Sarah's going to stay with Hopper. Brenner's on her trail. We need to bide our time."
Nancy rushed downstairs to the phone, dialing Hopper's number.
After a short and not so sweet conversation with Hopper, Nancy whisked Sarah out of her room.
Sarah was still in her hoodie and shorts ensemble as Nancy dragged her out to the car, throwing the luggage into the back.
They arrived at Hopper's in less than half an hour, and he greeted them, taking Sarah inside.
Joyce was up too, sitting at the table, beckoning Sarah to sit with her.
Sarah looked at Hopper, who was locking the door. Multiple locks, before finally deadbolting the thing. The blinds were all shut, even the ones in Sarah's room.
In fact, they were locked, too. Something more dangerous than Sarah had thought was going on was happening.
"I never wanted to do this again. But, you're gonna have to stay here for however long like your mom did. Don't open the blinds, and don't open the door unless you hear our secret knock."
He knocked rhythmically on the table, and Sarah nodded in return.
"Good. Now, it's nearly morning and I think if you can, sleep a bit more." he smiled at her, patting her on the head.
She shivered, walking to the bedroom and laying on the old mattress, hoping and praying that she was okay, and her parents were too.
woahhhh things are coming to a boiling point
okay so, the next chapter is going to be centred around Mike and El, and the one after that will involve what happens to Sarah when things get nuts.
So all in all, this book will probably have about ten, maybe eleven chapters? I'm not quite sure yet, but we will see.
hope you enjoyed!
~Bella