dustin henderson · stranger things · tech whiz · witty · loyal · 80s nostalgia · bespectacled · optimistic · pop culture nerd · heart of the party
The fluorescent tubes buzzed overhead, painting the institution hallway in a jaundiced, flickering glow. The smell of bleach clung to the air, sharp and sterile over something sour and old. Dustin fiddled with the brim of his cap, his glasses catching the dull light as he trailed Eleven toward a reinforced door. "So you're the one she talked about," he murmured, peering through the security window. A demon, she had said. A creature. He drew a shaky breath, his voice barely a thread of sound. "you... what are you?"