ST time travel idea
It's 2020 (Covid can get mentioned but I can't deal with the stories going into depth about it-) and you have Steve Harrington. Somewhat loner kid who's talented in whatever (I hc sports and piano for reasons) but his family is crazy rich so he grew up going to some boarding school. Isn't close to his family and doesn't have a lot of friends. Turns out that college is a relief cause he can just be.
Blah, blah- officially breaks it off with his parents when he decides to go to Indiana State (music program, don't judge me) and boredom or something leads him to start taking this drives. Steve finds that there's something understated in the mid-west that he appreciates more than all the fancy places he went to when he was younger/through school.
He comes across a pawn shop and it's completely and entirely filled with old school stuff from the 80's in really nice condition. Steve sees a B.C Warlock that is in amazing condition and asks the clerk what he just walked into.
Turns out that some twenty-thirty miles away there's this old ghost town called Hawkins. America's very own Chernobyl if you will. The clerk tells Steve that the military boarded it up and people were kept inside for their own safety. Something about a chemical leak. Real creepy stuff and all that just- they stopped caring about it. With the way the world was, the government pulled watches on the Hawkins fences and it's been more or less forgotten. So a lot of the stuff that they sold was looted. Including the guitar.
Steve's bored so he goes.
And Hawkins is creepy af.
He drives, explores, yada yada. Gets to a lake with dilapidated cabins and docks. It's pretty though. So he stays. Maybe messes around with the guitar if he gets it or just completely zones out. Eventually it gets dark enough for him to notice this, like. Glow.
From the lake.
It's red.
Steve doesn't even realize how close he'd gotten to the shore until this solidified shadow thing is dragging him under and when he gets back up- the cabin is whole. There's laughter and it smells like cigarette smoke, which, ew. He's terrified because nothing is the way that it was. Obviously. Cause there's people.
Sleeps in the boathouse because the thought of talking to people is just a bit much and he's freezing -it's freaking November- and he lost his phone to the lake, his wallet had been in his car and his car is gone but there's people. So he tries and fails to sleep, hoping that it'll all have just been a nightmare when he wakes up.
It's not.
