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Vecna was dead. Hawkins had shuffled back into an uneasy quiet. El was gone. Mike had graduated alongside his best friends. Everyone was making the best of the wreckage, trying to begin their lives now that they were out from under the ever-present darkness that had haunted them for the last 7 years.
Nothing was… abnormal. In the sense that Vecna really was gone. The Upside Down vanquished for good.
The now-jagged piece of nail caught on Mike’s tongue and he scowled in the dark of his room. The alarm clock on his bedside table was tilted away from him so he couldn’t decipher the time. The red digital light glared off the wall. His pulse was still too fast. He felt sick. And alone.
In his vision, he’d been little. Small hands fumbling with an orangey yellow crayon. Everything was so visceral. He could smell the warm dust from the air vents of the living room he was settled in. The carpet was a little itchy under his soft, short legs. The room was familiar but distantly so. It was the Byers’ living room, but the furniture was different.
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Vecna's parting gift to Mike: an indissolvable tie to Will’s despair.