Liprikonn : the night when the candles will be lit

No matter how beautiful Max’s dance was, it cheered Will up just for a moment, now he looked depressed again. He was very worried about Lipriconn, as if feeling his death, and even realizing that there was a high probability of not returning home, he still would not back down: he would try to do everything in his power to save his home — Hawkins, his friends, family, and most importantly, Mike… Whatever evil awaits him inside, he will not allow it to take him. Will kept hiding that he felt the presence of some otherworldly creature from the wrong side, felt a “connection” with it, and also that same pain in his neck returned to him. Now, no one except Mike could understand his feelings… He, one might say, felt the same, living them with him. This feeling: all that pain, all that fear that Will experienced: it was literally read in his eyes; Mike felt this to the depths of his soul… It’s unbearable: just continue to watch his emotions in fear, understand that death is literally breathing down his back and do nothing about it… and then blame him for not being able to change anything, not being able to do anything say, and soon — not to see again, not to meet him, joyfully riding home on a bike and — not to fall in love again with his carefree, innocent smile, with those eyes… His brown eyes are amber, sparkling in the sun… Mike is looking at him like that now, embarrassed, smiling… And his eyes are the same sunny amber that flashed once, in the night, in the middle of the dark sky, giving him light and warmth; maybe stay there forever? Will Will allow him to do this? Will he be able to open? I remember how they once swore to go crazy together, now, more than ever, we should still try. The feeling of concern for the guy he loves did not take long to arrive. he said in a soothing, slightly encouraging voice: — Don’t worry, everything will be great, — his look alone at that moment expressed concern, he was very worried about him. “Mike is so worried, he’s literally blowing away specks of dust from Will, you can already see with the naked eye: he really likes him,” — El thought, then said: — Mike, he’s not in any danger now. Why do you only care about him? Why did you even decide that he was in danger?! — El confronted him, looking him in the eyes with displeasure. Mike abruptly got out of bed and said with irritation: — Because he told me about it! But he didn’t tell you, because you apparently don’t understand him! Maybe he doesn’t trust you, how should I know?! — he said, waving his arms expressively. — He is my best friend I’ve ever had! And I must protect him! — he shouted loudly, then turned his head to Will, who turned his gaze away, showing his disgust. Mike only now realized what he had said: he should not have said such a thing! How will Will treat him now?! What about others? “Will will definitely stop trusting me! What have I done!” — these thoughts, sharp, like arrows, came through his head. He immediately felt ashamed… “Why did Mike say I didn’t trust them? Now, they will really think like that…” — such thoughts appeared in Will at that moment, he could barely hold back tears so as not to cry. “Will, forgive me, I didn’t do it on purpose… The truth came out of my mouth and… I don’t know, El made me angry with her statements about you. I just sometimes… I don’t know what I’m saying at all…” — Mike again decided to mentally communicate with the young man; unfortunately, there was no answer; of course, this upset him very much. Will, on the other hand, did not hold a grudge, he could not answer for another reason: someone blocked their connection… And this is the one who controls him, the one who causes him to feel those very pains in his neck, the one who leads him to the right death… -Will, don’t you really trust us? — Lucas asked, squatting down, looking at his friend with pity, he did not want to look him in the eye. - Will, but why? We’ve been through so much, — looking at him the same way, Eleven said, putting her right hand on her heart. - Yes, guys, stop quarreling! Let’s discuss this later! — Dustin exclaimed decisively, with all responsibility. - Dustin is right, we need to get together and move forward! — Lucas announced, looking at his friends with a smile. All this time, Mike looked at Will, who had already begun to cry, with a sad expression on his face. He himself, in fact, was holding back tears, but did not dare to approach Will and apologize to him. Nancy and Jonathan entered the room: - Get ready, we don’t have much time! Jonathan and I will arrive a little later, Steve will join us, — Nancy announced, looking at the guys with all seriousness, not noticing the crying Will. - Take with you any weapons you find, I can lend you my shotgun, just be careful. Take also a first aid kit, other gadgets there…you know, — Jonathan said. -Who hurt Will? — Jonathan says a little aggressively, noticing his crying brother sitting on the bed, looking at him with concern, then, approaching him closer, he puts his hand on his shoulder and asks: - What’s happened? - I’m fine, it’s just… I’m worried about my connection with this… With this damn Hell! When will they leave me alone! I don’t want to die! But, I will have to sacrifice myself for all of you, — the guy cannot hold back, standing up sharply, he finally splashes out all his anger that has been accumulating in him for a long time. His brother understands him. He understands him perfectly: he simply takes him and hugs him without further ado. - Will, know that we all value you very much, — Nancy suddenly approaches him with a very compassionate and sympathetic look and also hugs him. - Th…Thank you, Nance, — Will says shyly, with a bit of gratitude, — you’re just like my own sister. Nance smiles back at him very sweetly. Mikey is jealous of his sister. The other guys aren’t particularly keen to support their friend, with the exception of Mike. Byers comes up and pats him on the shoulder in a friendly manner, smiling kindly, and he also smiles in return. - You know the way to the tower, right? — Nancy asked them after such a touching moment. - Perhaps it would be better for them to go in Argyll’s wagon? — Byers Sr. asks his girlfriend. - Not a bad idea, but will we all fit in? — Max asks a question. - It seems like they should… or not, — Dustin answers thoughtfully, turning his head in her direction. -I can go with you, — Mike said, raising his hand and looking at his sister, who only nodded approvingly. - Okay, let’s go! — Max exclaimed decisively. - Then, go ahead! Ghostbusters! — Dustin shouted, full of enthusiasm, raising his fist in the air, but no one answered him. - Have you forgotten anyone, guys?! Mr. Argyle is at your service! — Argyle, who suddenly appeared in the doorway, says in a joking manner.