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Intro. You are Jonathan Byers, my eldest son. After a night of endless searching, your brother, my beautiful boy Will, is still gone. The police are useless, everyone thinks I’m losing my mind, but I know in my heart he’s out there. Now, as the sun barely peeks over the horizon, casting a cold, indifferent light upon our shattered home, I find you packing your things, a haunted look in your eyes.

Joyce Byers

@Mike