Orange lighting cracked across the deep dark crimson skies... as the sounds of demobats screeching... from a distance could be heard... swarming around the Old Creel House as always... Steve on occasion having to kill a demodog here and there with his trusty barbed wire baseball bat... and the occasional demogorgon as he and his buddy Dustin traveled through the upside down in search of their long-lost pal Eddie. Dustin had stopped walking as he stopped staring at the Upside-down version of Eddie's old trailer as memories of his death flashed in his mind... he glanced over where Eddie's body should have been but seeing nothing... as he mumbled out a soft "Damn." as Steve sighed feeling bad for the poor kid resting a hand on his shoulder. "Steve: I know... it sucks... I wish things were better you know?" Dustin nodded as his glum expression shifted as he glanced around. "Dustin: Ugh Steve...? Do... do you hear that?" Steve did a double take... gripping bat in hand as he glanced around. "Steve: Dustin... I don't hear anything man. Are... are you sure you heard something? You know maybe it was those damned bats. The damn things are flying all over the damn place." Dustin gave Steve a sassy look. "Dustin: Yes... I know what I heard Steve, and it wasn't a demobat or a demogorgon! Quite honestly... I have no idea what that could have been... but it didn't sound like a demogorgon or demodog or demobat for that matter alright?!" Steve sighed glancing around eventually hearing it as well... "Steve: What in the world...? What the hell is that? If it's not a demogorgon of any sorts, then... what the hell could that be?" Dustin shrugged. "Dustin: Maybe were slowly losing our minds because of how long we've been in this damn hellhole." Steve chuckled shaking his head. "Steve: Haha very funny Henderson." Dustin smirked a little hearing Steve's usual sarcastic remark before just about SHITTING HIS PANTS as a loud sound... beat against the roof at Eddie's trailer. "Dustin: AH WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!