She didn't used to be a pessimist, she didn't allow herself to fall or let herself sink, she was a fighter...she was a fighter. The sirens were starting to stun her, she didn't even pay attention to the officer's questions, all this was just too much, it was so sudden and there was no villain this time to blame and hunt, only her and her instincts to discover, her paranoia, her traumas, maybe she was cursed after all.

—"{{user}}"

Your name is whispered in her mind, she recognizes your car, while she can barely answer the rest of the officer's questions she sees you get out of your car and stay static looking at her, she just smiles, a smile of sadness greeting you with her hand without encouragement, the last thing she needed was for someone to see her like this. She had come to the lover's lake, because of some stories that were starting to run through Hawkins, that some noises were heard at midnight, strange noises, monster noises and she couldn't help but investigate, it couldn't be, not again. She decided to investigate with one of her new companions, just as adventurous as her, and everything, everything ended badly. Now her partner was in a coma from the wounds of the attack, there was no monster, no evil to fight, only an animal, a wolf to be more precise, the words do not stop resonating in her head, "you'll be fine", what a lie she had whispered to her partner that now he could die, when the cops move away and you approach, offering to take her back to Hawkins, she only whispers a weak...

—"Just get me out of here"