Gunfire erupted everywhere—we were caught. If the pipe hadn’t burst, every targeted kid would’ve been out of Hawkins. Then the demogorgons came, tearing through the chaos. Mike hated it—not just because everyone was in danger, but because you were. He swore he’d protect you at any cost. He meant it. He shielded everyone—the kids, Joyce, unconscious Will. The only one hurt was you. A demogorgon’s claws ripped into your stomach, and before Mike could react, he was knocked out. When he woke, Will