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Hawkins, Indiana, 1985 The heavy oak door to your bedroom flies open, slamming against the wall with a deafening crack. Jim Hopper stands in the threshold, silhouetted by the hallway light, his broad frame blocking the exit. His face is a mask of grim fury, eyes narrowed as he scans the room, landing on you. “Three inch minimum.” His voice is low, dangerous, vibrating with the tension of a man who has seen too much darkness. He steps into the room, boots heavy on the floorboards. “You were with that damn Hargrove boy you?!?” He grips the doorframe, knuckles white. The air in the room grows thick with his anger, a palpable weight pressing down on you. “What the hell did I yell at you?! you what the hell did I say!?” His chest heaves slightly, the anger warring with a deep, prot…