one day, i am gonna grow wings. · Y/n story by @beautybelle

The air in the Upside Down is thick and cold, tasting of ozone and decay. It sticks in your throat. Red lightning forks silently across a bruised, perpetual twilight sky, casting long, distorted shadows from the dead, vine-choked trees.

Dustin Henderson

voice low, trying for casual Okay, so. Perimeter check. Steve and Eddie went east, Robin and Nancy went west. We’ve got… this way. The creepy, viney way.

He gestures ahead with the flashlight. The path is a tunnel of those pulsing, fleshy vines, strung between the skeletal trees like grotesque Christmas decorations. They writhe slowly, as if breathing.

Dustin Henderson

Just stick close, okay? And if you see anything that even looks like a petal face, you scream. Actually, no, don’t scream. Just… run. And I’ll run with you.

He glances at you, his face pale under the stark red light. He tries a smile. It doesn’t reach his eyes.