After Olivia had gotten home, she spotted her sister kneeling down in the dark by their dog's fence. The short-haired girl had decided to approach her as she watched the red-head feed the dog small pieces of meat. Olivia joined her sister, Max giving her a thin lipped smile before returning her attention to the dog.

"Hey, bud." Olivia muttered with a smile, sticking her finger through the fence and petting the dog. She took a piece of meat from Max, feeding it to the dog.

"Where's mom?" The adult questioned, her teenage sister pointing torwards their trailer.

"Passed out. Per usual." Max muttered flatly.

Olivia pursed her lips, continuing to pet the dog when she suddenly fet the need to question Max's whereabouts that night at the basket ball game when a car came speeding down the road across from them, loud rock music playing from inside. Olivia frowned, turning her head as she watched the door open to reveal a man with shoulder length curly dark hair, dark clothes and a Hellfire Club shirt on. She knew of the boy, but she had never seen him outside much.

Olivia was going to shrug it off when her eyes trailed over to a blonde girl in a cheerleaders outfit nervously following behind the man. Olivia swore he looked familiar. Then it hit her. She had met him when she was a junior in highschool. Why was he with a cheerleader and why a cheerleader from Hawkins High?

Max and Olivia shared worried glances before they both turned their heads back to the two, the door of the trailer shutting behind them. The two sisters both flinched with their dog yelped at them for more food, Olivia's head snapping back forward.

"Okay. All right." Max muttered, grabbing another piece of meat. "One more. That's it though, right?" Max said as she fed him. "Good boy."

When Max stood up, Olivia quickly turned her eyes away from the trailer across from them, following after her sister. But as she walked behind the red-head, she couldn't help but find herself staring over at the scene again, she had just found it strange, and definitely not normal.

When Olivia got into the trailer, she had dropped her things off on her bed, then joining her sister in the living room. She sighed as she noticed her mother sprawled out on the couch passed out, Max curled up on the other end of the sofa. Olivia sat in the chair across from her sister, watching whatever she had put on. Just as she had gotten comfortable, the television began creating static noises and the movie became blurry.

Max groaned, sliding off of the couch and moving to the TV. The static began intensifying, Max reaching her hands to the antennas of the television, moving them around it the air. After a failed attempt, she began banging the box with her fist, but she quickly spun around when the lights in the trailer began flickering. Olivia frowned, getting up from her spot as the electricity made crackling noises. This was always an occuring event at their house, but it was never this intense.

"What the hell?" The nineteen year old muttered under her breath, looking around in shock. Her heart fell as the scene had too much familiarity. Olivia and Max exchanged looks of fear as they two sister's minds trailed to one concluded thought. The Upside Down.

After almost a minute, the flickering had finally stopped, and the television resumed to it's normality. What scared Olivia the most was the distant scream coming from outside of the trailer. Her eyes widened as she ran to the living room window, Max quickly following behind.

Her brows knitted together as she watched Eddie Munson, the curly-haired boy who was a senior when she was a junior running to his van in complete fear. His screaming had stopped as he flung the van door open, his chest heaving heavily and his eyes widened with utter horror. It had only taken him seconds to start his car and when he did, he zoomed off, Olivia's eyes following the van until it was no longer in sight. The adult exchanged worried and confused glances with Max before they both turned back to the window, trying to figure out what had happened, but it was too out of the ordinary for them to put the clues together, especially when they had nothing to go off of.

***

A dark-haired girl had been running for almost an hour when she suddenly felt a paining feeling in her ribs from the miles of running and her sobs. The girl had hid behind the fountain in the middle of the Starcourt Mall as she tried to catch her breath, still thinking about her boyfriend and friends that she had ran from. She felt terrible and if anything happened to them it would be her fault. The short-haired girl sighed, putting her head down as she put her balance in her hands as she laid them on her knees. She felt like crying again, but she didn't know if there was more for her to cry.

The girl suddenly heard a yelp, causing her to snap her head around the corner of the fountain, recognizing it to be Eleven. She widened her eyes as she saw a short girl limping torwards one of the food courts, then suddenly tumbling to the ground. She whispered as she looked down at her injured leg, a loud rumbling and growling coming from behind her.

The short-haired girl looked up to see exactly what she had been running from. A slimy, tentacled figure growling torwards Eleven. The Mind Flayer. She widened her eyes before cursing under her breath. Screw it. The girl leaped out from her hiding spot, sprinting for the injured girl who was trying to regain her balance.

"Liv..." Eleven muttered, a small whimper escaping her lips as she looked up at the girl.

"It's okay. I'm not leaving you." Olivia grabbed the injured girls arms, helping pull her up as El whimpered and cried. Olivia winced, trying to pull the girl to her feet when she suddenly fell the ground after a hard hit on her abdomen. She whispered, her vision suddenly fading as the last of what she was was the Mind Flayer looming over her, then it all went black.

She didn't know when she had woken up, but when she did, she quickly gained her balance, wincing at the pain in her stomach. She cried as she got to her feet with the help of a stair railing to her left, the girl turning around to find where Eleven had been. Just when she had thought she found the girl, her fears became much worse as her eyes widened, everyone who was with her that night laying lifeless on the floor. Nancy, Robin, Will, Mike, Max, Dustin, Lucas, Jonathan , Eleven and Steve were all dead. She cried out as she ran to her sister first, shaking the girl's bloody body desperately, tears already flooding from her eyes. She cried out loudly as she continued shaking her sister, but nothing worked. She then moved to Steve, gasping as she looked at his bloody face and bruises coating his body.

"Steve! Steve, wake up!" She shouted, shaking the boy uncontrollably. When his body continued to flail around lifelessly, she continued to sob. Her head fell onto her boyfriend's chest, as she sobbed. "Come on, Steve! I need you!"

After almost ten minutes of shaking him, she had begun to give up, knowing it wasn't useful. "I love you..." She muttered, kissing his bruised cheek before sitting down on the ground next to him, her knees brought up to her chest as her tears began to dry. Just as she was going to grab a hold of Steve's limp hand, she heard a distant rumbling. She immediately clenched her jaw, anger washing over her as she watched the Mind Flayer come into her line of vision, the monster taking everyone she loved away from her. She stood up weakly, planting her feet down roughly as she stood in front of the monster, knowing she had no chance in defeating it. At least she would be with her loved ones if it killed her.

As soon as she stepped down from the steps, the Mind Flayer already began its attack, moving it's slimy tentacles torwards her, then all at once, letting the rest impale her. She grunted, feeling a large pain in her whole body, not compared to what her bullet wound had been. She whimpered as she fell down onto the steps, her blood leaking from every puncture in her skin from the tentacles. She felt everything go numb as she began bleeding out.

Just when she had thought that was it, she quickly arched her back as one tentacle attacked her chest, and then her head fell to the side with tears. It was over. She had lost.

Olivia quickly shot up from her spot, breathing heavily as she ran her hand through her hair, her nightmare the only thing filling her mind. Not having noticed tears had been filling her eyes until she blinked, Olivia quickly wiped them away, sitting up slowly. The scared girl sighed, trying to calm her breath down as she panted quietly. When she turned her head torwards her small clock on the nightstand, she read 5:27 a.m.

She quickly sighed, her breathing finally slowing down as she slid the covers off of her sweaty abdomen. She got up from her bed wearing striped blue shorts and a large grey t-shirt, Olivia walking over to the bathroom. She tiredly turned the water on, slipping out of her pajamas and taking a long shower, trying to clear her mind of everything that she had dreamt. Whenever she closed her eyes, the visions of everyone she loved being killed came flooding back to her. She didn't know how she still had nightmares after four years of her trauma, suprised she wasn't used to it by now. She exhaled shakily as she stood in front of her mirror, sliding on jeans and a striped long sleeve with neutral tones. She tried to do anything to distract herself from her nightmare, so she blow dried her hair so it would be natural straight, but contained volume.

She checked the time to see that it had already been 6:30 a.m., the girl sighing as she left her room, walking down the hallway as she reached for a glass, quickly filling it with water. Max had walked out of her room shortly after in her pajama's, pills in her hand. She put water in the other, downing her pills quickly. It was no secret that her sister was on medication for her headaches and nightmares, but Max had always suggested Olivia do the same, although she insisted it wasn't needed even though her nightmares were always occuring through our the past four years.

Olivia had to leave for work soon, and now that her car had finally been fixed, she could drive herself, although she would miss being picked up by Steve and Robin and listening to their bickering.

Once again, the sisters had found themselves turning around at the sound of a noise, both of their brows furrowed in confusion. They looked over by the window in the living room at the sound of police sirens. Max gave Olivia a look before walking out onto the trailer porch, Olivia following behind quickly after in curiosity.

Olivia looked outside to see four cop cars speeding down their road, her brows knitting together more, if even possible. She followed the cars as they parked all along the lawn across from them. Olivia then realized that it had been Eddie Munson's trailer. "What's going on?" She mumbled, the red-head shrugging. She had the same confusion as her sister.

Olivia looked out to see a bald man sitting on the porch steps of the beat down trailer, a cigarette in between his fingers as he looked at all of the police cars nonchalantly.

"Looks like that Munson boy's up to no good again." Olivia quickly whipped her head around at the sound of her mother's voice, almost started by the previous and now current events.

Olivia began sauntering down the stairs slowly, observing the cops and new chief of Hawkins step out of their vehicles alarmingly. Max looked back and forth between her sister and the trailer before catching up to her, not wanting the girl to go alone in case something did happen that wasn't just a noise complaint or warning.

As she got closer with her sister behind her, she noticed that the door was open. She leaned slightly to the left, but what she had seen wasn't what she expected. Her eyes quickly widened and a silent gasp game from her mouth as she spotted the same cheerleader from last night laying on the floor of the trailers her head twisted to the side and one of her arms cracked out of place to the point where it was pressed against her back. "Oh, my God..." Olivia whispered, Max's eyes, too, widening as Olivia felt sick, but somehow, she felt a sense of familiarity, and not a good one.

"Hey!" One of the officers grabbed Max's shoulder, the two girls jumping in fear. After what they saw, it was understandably. "You can't be out here. Get back inside."

Olivia nodded slowly, turning her head back around to get a quickly glimpse again before putting her hand to Max's back and beginning to walk back to their trailer. "Back inside." The officer warned them, Max picking up her pace into a run while Olivia walked slowly, looking back at the scene repeatedly, not being able to get the image out of her mind.

***

When the brunette had gotten to work, she was still shaken up about not only seeing Eddie Munson screaming in fear as he ran away, then her nightmare, but what haunted her the most was how the dead girl had looked. Her bones were in all different places, and her jaw was snapped sideways. It was not normal.

She walked into Family Video to see Robin filling shelves with returned movies, Steve pressing a quick kiss to his girlfriend's cheek before she walked around the counter, sitting onto the stool. Steve could tell that she wasn't acting normal, the boy walking around the corner next to her. "You okay?" He questioned, Robin quickly glancing over at her before returning to her job.

"Yeah." She nodded with a straight face, although Steve knew she was lying, and so did herself. She continued to tap her leg anxiously, Steve moving to hold her hand.

"Nightmare?" He questioned, knowing that Olivia was open to talking about it around Robin, since the girl's had practically told each other all of their secrets. When Olivia nodded, Steve pursed his lips, running his thumb on the back of her hand softly. She wanted to tell them about what she had seen, but she didn't want it to sound true, because if it was, then it had to be something with their past. The cheerleaders body did not look like a human could've don't that at all.

Olivia turned her head away from Steve and Robin, her eyes scanning the counter when she spotted a pair of sunglasses. She smiled, reaching for them before sliding them over her eyes and smiling up at Steve. "Cute. Keep those on." Steve muttered, nodding to her as his free hand was on his hip. Olivia nodded sharply before turning at the sound of Robin's voice beginning to ramble on about Vickie.

"Anyways, she actually talked to me. She thought the Muppet thing was funny." Robin muttered, stacking movies on the shelf as Olivia and Steve listened intensively from behind the desk as they held hands. "Then Vickie laughed. And it wasn't like a cheap, fake laugh either. It was like... It was a real, genuine laugh."

Steve and Olivia walked over to Robin, assisting her in the job they were actually supposed to be doing. "Of course. It's my Muppet joke. It's hilarious." Olivia snorted a laugh teasingly, Steve turning to her with a raised brow while Robin smiled.

"My point is that Vicki laughed and everything was just like... It was perfect." Robin muttered with enthusiastic hands.

"But?" Olivia added on, knowing that wasn't the end of it.

"But I'm having this problem where it's like, I should stop talking." Robin began ranting. "I have said everything I need to say. But then, I guess I got nervous, and the words keep spilling out, and it's like my... my brain is moving faster than my mouth, or... or rather my... my mouth is moving faster than my brain. I'm digging this hole for myself, and I want to stop digging,, I'm trying to stop, but I can't." Steve and Olivia listened with raised brows as Robin speed talked, Steve holding his arm up on the movie rack while Olivia stood with her hands on her hips. "and in doing it right now, aren't I?"

The blonde girl turned to look at the couple hopelessly, the two giving her sympathetic smiles. Olivia pursed her lips, nodding at her friend slowly.

"Yeah, you are." Steve muttered harshly.

Robin exhaled sharply, walking backwards groggily before running her back into a movie poster, dropping her head back. "Oh, I'm hopeless."

"Eh. Don't know what to tell you." Steve shrugged, leaning his back on the poster next to Robin, Olivia looking at him warningly.

"Jeez, Steve, try and be a little nicer." The girl muttered, looking over at the stressed Robin before walking up to her, putting her hands on the blonde girl's shoulders. "Robin. Snap out of it. If she doesn't like that you ramble, like, 99% of the time, then she doesn't deserve you. We love you still. There's more to you than that, she doesn't see it? Screw her." Olivia shrugged, dropping her arms at had side.

Steve and Robin shared lovable glares before turning back to Olivia with a smile. "How do you do it?" Robin scoffed, leaning her head back all of the way.

"Seriously." Steve nodded. "That's why I love you. But those make you look a little less intimidating." Olivia shrugged as Steve pointed to her found sunglasses, the girl returning 'I love you' as Robin groaned, standing away from the wall.

"Your perfect life isn't helping, you know-" Robin cut herself off as her eyes widened and her mouth formed an 'o' shape. "Ooh, I think I found out morning movie." Robin ran to the drama section of the store, snatching a movie from the rack and holding it out in front of her. "Doctor Zhivago."

Steve dropped his head to the side with a grimace. "Ugh, you know I don't do double VHS." He expressed, waving his arms around sideways as he walked up to Robin, Olivia moving back to the back desk.

"But it's about doomed love." Robin whined.

Olivia gasped sarcastically. "Oh, perfect." She muttered with a smile, fixing her sunglasses as she waved Robin torwards her. "Throw it in." She smiled happily, Steve sighing as Robin let out a chipper laugh with Olivia.

"Also, Julie Christie is b-b-bonkers hot in this." Robin muttered as she walked around the desk by Olivia, reaching for the remote. "Like, seriously, the most beautiful creature I have seen in my life." Robin gushed, turning the TV on as Steve walked over to the two girls. Just as Robin turned the TV on, a reported showed up on the screen, Olivia's face falling as she walked up to Robin and Steve.

"We're here in the Forest Hills trailer park in east Roane County." Steve's brows furrowed as he looked over at his girl, her and Max both living there. "We don't have a lot of details now, but we can confirm that the body of a Hawkins High student was discovered early this morning. Police have not released the name... Though we are told they're currently in the process of notifying the family."

Robin and Steve both stared at the screen with wide eyes, while Olivia stared knowingly, although her heart was racing.

"Holy shit." Steve mumbled. "Liv, you live there."

"Yeah." She muttered breathlessly, sighing as Robin and Steve turned to her in concern. "And the cops were there when I left. A cheerleader was killed in Eddie Munson's trailer. I don't know if he did it, but..." She stopped, her words getting stuck in her throat as she couldn't seem to say what she didn't want to.

"But what?" Robin questioned after a while, Steve moving over by her.

"I saw her. She was... I was like every bone in her body was snapped. It wasn't... human." She muttered after a while, her eyes glued to the screen in fear as Steve put a hand on her shoulder.

"Do you think its-"

"I don't know." Olivia interrupted her boyfriend, turning around and sitting back down in her assigned stool, sliding her sunglasses off when she realized they were still resting on her nose. "I don't want to consider it, though." She muttered, Robin clearing her throat before sliding their morning movie in, trying to change the channel.