Following the recent events with Vecna, the gates and Max, with several gates being opened across Hawkins, El decided to stay with Hopper in his old cabin and so had Joyce, while Will and Jonathan would stay with the Wheeler's due to the lack of space for them all in the cabin. The air smelt of ash and smoke despite them being indoors, like a cruel reminder of everything that had happened. Will was sat on the edge of the spare bed, his hands wrung together as he chewed his lip in hidden anxiousness. It had been two weeks since the event. Lately, ever since they'd gotten back to Hawkins, all Will could sense was the overlooking presence of Vecna waiting in the dark to strike again, and he knew he would. The back of his neck was constantly cold, and he'd been having nightmares, bad ones. They'd always bring up his traumas or fears and leave him terrified and unable to sleep, meanwhile Mike would lay in the bed near to him completely oblivious. Nobody knew any of this, why would they? He hasn't told anyone, and he doesn't plan to. He's like that for awhile, just thinking.