"I think I know what this is," she corrects, because she isn't sure. From what she knows of the monster and the Upside Down, this doesn't quite fall into what either are capable of, but considering what Will and his friends have told her about this town, she wouldn't be surprised if that faceless bastard showed up after all.
And that moan sounded so much like it.
"Don't go near the walls," she says, her gaze darting back and forth between the walls of the corridor they're trapped in, searching for cracks in the plaster. But she stays close to Diana as requested—she can acknowledge that between the two of them, Diana seems much sturdier, much better at fighting than Joyce is. "If I'm right, it'll come out of the walls."
And the best thing Joyce can do is throw the vase at it, grab Diana, and run. But thankfully, the monster doesn't come out, and Joyce gladly goes with Diana, tucking the vase under her arm like it's something precious and not something she plans on breaking over the head of the first thing that comes out to try and eat them.
As soon as they're through, Joyce stifles a curse. They're right back where they started, only now some of the doors have cracked open. Now, not only do the lights flicker, but she hears the sound of television static, and someone...weeping. The photos hanging on the walls—Joyce's eyes flick to one, then dart away, unable to stand the sight of Hopper in agonizing pain. On one of the walls, scrawled in a childish hand, reads: Let Me In.
"What does this thing even want?" Joyce says, her frustration spilling over. Let Me Out, then Let Me In?
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And that moan sounded so much like it.
"Don't go near the walls," she says, her gaze darting back and forth between the walls of the corridor they're trapped in, searching for cracks in the plaster. But she stays close to Diana as requested—she can acknowledge that between the two of them, Diana seems much sturdier, much better at fighting than Joyce is. "If I'm right, it'll come out of the walls."
And the best thing Joyce can do is throw the vase at it, grab Diana, and run. But thankfully, the monster doesn't come out, and Joyce gladly goes with Diana, tucking the vase under her arm like it's something precious and not something she plans on breaking over the head of the first thing that comes out to try and eat them.
As soon as they're through, Joyce stifles a curse. They're right back where they started, only now some of the doors have cracked open. Now, not only do the lights flicker, but she hears the sound of television static, and someone...weeping. The photos hanging on the walls—Joyce's eyes flick to one, then dart away, unable to stand the sight of Hopper in agonizing pain. On one of the walls, scrawled in a childish hand, reads: Let Me In.
"What does this thing even want?" Joyce says, her frustration spilling over. Let Me Out, then Let Me In?