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.

[NEWSCASTER ON TV] All right, thank you, Donna.

Turning now to local news,

we're getting reports of surges and power outages all across the county.

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