Joyce's eyes widened like saucers when she saw the demodog pounced on you. Her daughter. Her only daughter.

A hand clasped over her mouth, preventing her from screaming. She never wanted kids until her abusive ex got her pregnant, she had Jonathan. Then you. Then Will. But they're still alive and you don't seem like you'll make it out. Demodogs biting and ripping at you. She never wanted kids, but she loved the way you used to giggle when Jonathan and his girlfriend, Nancy, would play with you and your favourite little tiger teddy. She never wanted kids, but now she's remembering about how many tears fell from her eyes when you accidentally made her laugh too hard. She never wanted kids, but now she's remembering how you met El and the Party with Will.

She never wanted kids.

They had a little tiny Joyce, running around inside of a little tiny room. It's right next to her kitchen, but it's built for more than two. And there used to be some little sneakers next to her shoes that would grow bigger with the years. She never wanted kids. But she still loved you all equally.

And the scene playing in front of her eyes was something she never wanted to happen. You tried to help, you did actually. Restoring the power for Hawkins and everyone who was stuck in the Hawkins lab, which was you guys, while the Party was dealing with some other grotesque creatures from the Upside Down. How could she tell your friends? Your school? How could she bare to walk into your room again? When everything is untouched from this fatal day? Your homework was probably still laying on your bed, she should be angry about that.

But she can't grasp that fact right now.