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The Party defeated Vecna over a year ago, but for whatever reason, Mike felt uneasy. His friends were changing and drifting, and honestly so was he, and Hawkins still felt haunted by a force that went deeper than before. It seems that Mike is the only one who has noticed or even willing to talk about it.
In a state of confusion and disillusionment, Mike has to either face the reality of his situation, or succumb and conform to what feels like an already written out story.
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His hands were cupping his face, the pressure of his fingers against the wound making him scream again. He couldn't see, his eyes blurred with tears and pain in a way that made everything fuzzy,
No… wait… only one of his eyes was bouncing around wildly, eyeing the snarling Demogorgon that was sniffing at the fresh splatter of blood on its claw. He was watching it, a keen rising in his chest when he realized that it was only out of one eye.
It was- It must've been the blood that was making it hard to see, the blood was gluing his eye shut, that was why he couldn't see. He cried out when the Demogorgon turned back towards him, flinching away when it roared in his face, tensing like it was about to lunge.
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The Demogorgon got to Mike a few seconds earlier, claws ripping through fragile skin and now Mike had to fight to heal and adjust while trying to rescue his sister from an inter dimensional monster. Which is actually pretty hard when he's in pain, drugged to the gills, and can't stop blurting out things that he would really rather not. Case in point: the Quarry, the box of unsent letters in the back of his closet (Ironic, yes, he knows) and his embarrassingly massive crush on his best friend.
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- Part 4 of Mike Wheeler, the boy that you are
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15 Jan 2026
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He thinks back to the lights flickering in his home. To the Party drifting away from each other—drifting away from him—in a way that now feels like far too familiar of a scheme. He thinks back to that dream he had of Will, after months of not having a single one, and to all the other, smaller moments when things didn’t make sense, and—
Mike understands.
He finally understands.
“It’s not real,” Mike whispers.
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In the aftermath of Vecna’s defeat and El’s death, Mike begins to realize everything is not as it seems in Hawkins.
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04 Jan 2026
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Spring Break is coming up and Mike Wheeler has never felt worse. He is plagued with nightmares and shame he can barely handle.
The Byers family comes back to Hawkins just in time to witness Mike crumble and fall victim to the latest villain from the Upside Down.
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03 Jan 2026
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“I’ve seen what you’ve done,” Mike says, anger cutting through the fear now. “You destroyed my home. You killed kids. Kidnapped them, you break them.”
Vecna stops in front of him.
“And I get the feeling you only care about one kid in particular,” his tone is never-changing, he’s calm, “Do you ever stop to wonder why I took him that night? Why didn’t I take you?”
Or: the one where Vecna takes Mike instead of Holly, and he is the one who, with Max's help, has to venture through painful memories to find the exit.
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29 Dec 2025
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“I didn’t break the cup.” He said more intently, picturing the mug whole and unbroken, the radio station logo that was plastered on the side uncracked.
And as he willed it, it was.
He blinked and the glass was gone like it had never been there, and there was a whole coffee mug sitting on the table in front of him when he looked down. It was sitting on the table like it had never left, the wet pool of cold coffee from before was gone and in its place was a rich brown cup of coffee, steaming lightly in the nighttime chill.
“What the fuck?” Someone said, disbelief coloring their tone and all Mike could do was stare downwards, a fresh wave of blood leaking from his nose.
“I didn't break the cup.” He echoed himself emptily, words a tad disbelieving.
He looked up then, taking in the stunned and worried faces that were surrounding the table and by proxy, him.
He pressed his fingers to his nose, eyes slipping downwards to look at the wet red that stained his fingertips and looking back up.
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- Part 3 of Mike Wheeler, the boy that you are
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28 Dec 2025