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“How am I supposed to be able to sleep, Nance?” Mike hears himself murmur flatly. “I keep seeing all of it. Mom. Dad. Holly. The soldiers. Vecna.” He pauses. “Will.”
When he looks back at Nancy, a comprehending smile now accompanies her concerned frown. “Yeah, I know. It’s a lot.”
They just breathe for a while, shoulder to shoulder. Then—
“That must’ve been something, huh? Seeing Will like that?”
Mike closes his eyes. “I—I don’t know. I just—I don’t want to think about it, because it’s all—jumbled up with everything else,” he mumbles.
Her smile becomes even more sympathetic. “But you’re still thinking about it.”
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Or: Mike Wheeler, the aftermath, and feelings.