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It was like the world had stopped spinning. He couldn't move. He couldn't stop staring at him, in awe and in complete shock of what just happened.
He watched as he slowly fell down on his knees, blood running out of his nose, right before he wiped it away and looked back at him.
They stared at each other for what felt like an eternity. Breathing heavily, trembling. Mike's heart was beating so fast, he could feel it hammering against his chest, as if it was about to explode out of him.
He gasps for air and slowly starts moving, putting one foot in front of the other.
"W-Will? Will? WILL?" he starts running towards him.
Will is still sitting on the ground, breathing heavily, gasping for air. He stares at his hands, unable to believe what just happened, what he had done.
He felt two hands grabbing his shoulders.
"Are you okay? WILL?? ARE YOU OKAY?" his voice was suddenly really loud. All the noises and blinding lights suddenly hit him all at once and he felt his mind shifting back to reality.
"M..M-Mike-" he barely got out a word, still unable to breathe.
"Will! Oh my god- you need to breathe, calm down, take a deep breath-" he's now kneeling in front of him, still touching his shoulders, trying to calm him.
Will looks up at him, his breathing slowly normalises a little as he grabs Mike by the arms, clinging onto him. Their eyes meet again. Tears are rolling down Will's face.
"Will.." Mike looks at him, concerned, but still amazed. He wants to comfort him, he wants him to be okay, he needs him to be okay. But his feelings are overwhelming him, he doesn't know what to do, what to say, his brain feels foggy, he can't think straight. He takes a deep breath, trying to find the right words.
"It's okay... It's okay, Will."
”I'm f-fine... I'm fine."
"You don't look fine."
Will looks at him "No, I'm fine, it's fine." He quickly wipes his tears away, trying to hide them. "I just- I don't know what happened, I saw you- and then-"
"You saved my life! You saved everyone, I told you, you are a sorcerer, not just in D&D. You are amazing!" Mike looks at him enthusiastically.
"No, I didn't do anything, I just saw you- the demogorgon saw you-" He looks at his hand, confused and he shakes his head.
"It wasn't me. It was you"
"What do you mean it was me, YOU did all that, you saved me, what you did was crazy!" he looks amazed again. Their eyes meet.
"I couldn't have done it without you, Mike." he looks at him, more intense than ever before. His look was soft and admiring, then suddenly he jumped up as if something had just hit him.
"I'm sorry-" he stumbles, "I- I have to go-"
Mike could see a hint of panic in his eyes as he turned around and first walked and then started running away from him and from the battlefield.
"What the Hell...- WILL??" he attempts to go after him, but Mike already lost sight of him and for the first time his gaze shifts away from Will and to the scenery surrounding them. Dead bodies everywhere. Blood on the floor. Scattered fires across the ground.
"Mike?"
He turns around and sees Joyce laying on the floor. "What happened? Where's Will?"