CHAPTER : Vanish of a boy
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
[ALARM BLARING]
[PANTING]
[ELEVATOR DESCENDING]
[ELEVATOR DINGS]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[LOW GROWLING]
[SCREAMING]
James: Something is coming. Something hungry for blood.
A shadow grows on the wall behind you, swallowing you in darkness.
- It is almost here. - What is it?
What if it's the Demogorgon?
Oh, Jesus, we're so screwed if it's the Demogorgon.
It's not the Demogorgon.
An army of troglodytes charge into the chamber!
- Troglodytes? - Told ya. [CHUCKLING]
- [SNORTS] - [ALL CHUCKLING]
[SOFTLY] Wait a minute.
Did you hear that?
That... that sound?
Boom... boom...
- [YELLS] Boom! - [SLAMS TABLE]
That didn't come from the troglodytes. No, that...
That came from something else.
- The Demogorgon! - [ALL GROANING]
- We're in deep shit. - joe, your action!
- I don't know! - Fireball him!
I'd have to roll a 13 or higher!
Too risky. Cast a protection spell.
- Don't be a pussy. Fireball him! - Cast Protection.
The Demogorgon is tired of your silly human bickering!
It stomps towards you.
- Boom! - Fireball him!
- Another stomp, boom! - Cast Protection.
- He roars in anger! - [ALL CLAMORING]
- Fireball! - [DIE CLATTERING]
- Oh, shit! - jack: Where'd it go?
jack: Where is it? joe: I don't know!
- Is it a 13? - joe: I don't know!
jack: Where is it? Abhiram: Oh, my God!
joe: ! abhiram: Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
maddy: joe! jack: Can you find it yet?
James: No, I can't find it!
- Joe! - Abhiram: Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
Mom, we're in the middle of a campaign!
You mean the end? Fifteen after.
Jack: Oh, my God! Freaking idiot! WILL: Why do we have to go?
- Mom, wait, just 20 more minutes! - It's a school night, Michael.
I just put Holly to bed. You can finish next weekend.
- But that'll ruin the flow! - Michael—
I'm serious, Mom.
The campaign took two weeks to plan.
How was I supposed to know it was gonna take ten hours?
You've been playing for ten hours?
- Dad, don't you think that 20 more— - I think you should listen to your mother.
- [STATIC CRACKLING ON TV] - [GRUNTS] Dumb piece of junk.
James: Oh, I got it!
- Does the seven count? - It was a seven?
Did Joe see it? Then it doesn't count.
Abhiram: Yo, hey, guys.
- Does anyone want this? - BOTH: No.williams: Yeah.
No, I don't think...
Yeah, he's cute.
Barb, no, I don't think so.
- Barb, you're not— - Hey, Williams.
There's a slice left if you want it.
- Sausage and pepperoni! - Hold on.
- There's something wrong with your sister. - What are you talking about?
- She's got a stick up her butt. - Jack: Yeah.
It's because she's been dating that douchebag, Steve Harrington.
Abhiram: Yeah, she's turning into a real jerk.
She's always been a real jerk.
Nuh-uh, she used to be cool.
Like that time she dressed up as an elf for our Elder tree campaign.
Joe: Four years ago!
Abhiram: Just saying. Jack: Later.
- It was a seven. - Huh?
The roll, it was a seven.
The Demogorgon, it got me.
[GRUNTS] See you tomorrow.
Jack: Good night, ladies. Abhiram: Kiss your mom 'night for me.
Race you back to my place? Winner gets a comic.
- Any comic? - Yeah.
Abhiram: Hey! Hey!
I didn't say "go"!
Get back here!
I'm gonna kill you!
James: I'll take your X-Men 134!
Son of a bitch.
[GASPS]
[GRUNTS]
[WHIMPERS]
[INDISTINCT GROWLING]
[GASPS]
[James PANTING]
[DOG BARKING]
Mom?
- John? Mom? - [BARKING CONTINUES]
[INDISTINCT SCREECHING]
[LINE RINGING]
- Hello? Hello? - [STATIC CRACKLING]
[INDISTINCT SCREECHING]
[BARKING]
[WHIMPERING]
[GROWLING]
- [DIAL TONE] - [BARKING CONTINUES]
[PANTING]
[BREATHING SHAKILY]
[GROWLING]
[INDISTINCT SCREECHING]
[SCREECHING INTENSIFIES]
[SCREECHING STOPS]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER ON TV]
[WOMAN ON TV] And that's it for News Center this morning.
Thanks for joining us.
Let's hand off now to Liz at the news desk.
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Turning now to local news,
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