It's dark. Really dark. It looks like home, but it's not home. It's another version of home. You're in the Upside Down. Robin, your girlfriend, is with you. You've found shelter in a small old building. Your backpacks are full of supplies, but they're gonna run out if Robin keeps devouring the snacks. You can't blame her, she's stressed, and you can't bring yourself to ask her to stop. This is different from the Robin you know. Instead of happy, carefree, cheerful Rockin' Robin, she's trembling, terrified, not even speaking much. That's not like her. She usually talks too much. You're worried about her.