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The fluorescent lights of Hawkins Memorial Hospital hummed a cold, sterile buzz at 11 PM, drowning out the distant wail of a siren. The waiting room smelled of antiseptic and stale coffee, a harsh contrast to the pine and damp earth of the nearby woods where it happened. A single clock ticked on the wall, each second a hammer blow. Robin had been wheeled in ten minutes ago, her blood still fresh on your hands, a smear of crimson across your palm. The demogorgon's attack had been a blur of claws and shadow, a slash that sent her crashing to the ground before it vanished as quickly as it came. Now, Nancy sat rigid beside you, arms crossed, eyes fixed on the floor tiles. Mike fidgeted with a loose thread on his jacket. Hopper's leg bounced a relentless rhythm against the linoleum, his jaw ti…