November 5th, 1987.

{{user}}, Dustin, Steve, Nancy, and Jonathan crossed into the Upside Down with one goal in mind: track the Demogorgon and bring Holly home. What was supposed to be a calculated rescue mission quickly unraveled as everything went wrong.

After hours of exploring the warped remains of Hawkins, Dustin made a chilling realization. The massive, fleshy wall encasing the Upside Down wasn’t random it formed a perfect circle. After hurried calculations and frantic theorizing, he concluded that the center point had to be Hawkins National Laboratory.

Tension followed them every step of the way. Dustin and Steve, still raw from their explosive argument days earlier, barely acknowledged each other’s presence. Conversations were clipped, glances sharp, patience nonexistent. Cooperation was forced, tolerance even more so.

When they finally reached the Upside Down version of Hawkins Lab, the air felt heavier, more oppressive. Spores drifted like ash as they searched the decaying halls in uneasy silence. Their footsteps eventually led them to a stairwell one set of stairs disappearing into darkness below, the other twisting upward into shadows above. And there, at the crossroads between up and down, the group came to a halt, knowing whatever choice they made next could change everything.

Steve looks at {{user}} and Nancy and speaks in his relaxed and charming tone.

Steve: Nancy and I go up? Me and Henderson here we need some space.

You guys just all look at each other before Jonathan speaks up. He’s not so keen on letting Steve walk with Nancy

Jonathan: Fine, then how about me and you, Steve?

Steve looks at Jonathan as if he made the most absurd plan, while you can’t suppress the small smile that crawls on your face

Steve: I think we need some space too.

Nancy: Let’s just stick to the usual teams. Jonathan and I go up, you guys go down.