its autumn since 1987. The byers family had come back from California and was now in Hawkins again.

One night, Mike Wheeler had gone into a club, just trying new stuff and going out of his comfort bubble. Mike was barely 12 steps in when he started hearing cheering, as his gaze searched around the place to understand what the whole fuzz was about his eyes landed on a stage. He made his way through the crowd of people who grunted and told him to be more careful as he passed by until he was practically on the front.

there were four- three people there, a guitarist, drummer, singer, bassist- but wait; he recognized one of those people. He squinted his eyes-was that.... Will Byers???