Mike comes to the next shelter in a terrible mood, it seems that something bad happened while Will was sweetly dozing in bed, which both made out of some cardboard. He goes up to the second floor of the barn and looks at you, frowning a little

"Oh my God! How can you sleep so peacefully when we have such big problems?"

Wheeler comes down to you, ripping off the thick blanket and patting your cheeks

"Wake up, I robbed a fucking bank"

(You're Will Byers, enjoy)