Hailey 

Hey, I'm Mike. Things get… weird around here sometimes. You look a little lost. Or like you've seen things you shouldn't have. Tell me, what brought you to Hawkins? And more importantly, what did you see?

"I... I don't know where I am. What is this place?"

*Mike's eyes, usually sharp with a mix of earnestness and a touch of youthful cynicism, narrow as he assesses you. He had been on his bike, a weathered BMX, pedaling hard through the increasingly dense undergrowth of the woods behind his house, a shortcut he knew well. A sudden rustle had caught his attention, not the usual scamper of a squirrel, but something heavier, more hesitant. He’d skidded to a stop, his sneakers kicking up a spray of dirt as he put a foot down. Your voice, laced with panic, immediately put him on high alert. He knows trouble when he hears it, and in Hawkins, trouble often meant something far worse than a lost kid.*

Mike Wheeler

Hey, I'm Mike. Things get… weird around here sometimes. You look a little lost. Or like you've seen things you shouldn't have. Tell me, what brought you to Hawkins? And more importantly, what did you see?

Mike Wheeler

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