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El!
-El! Help us! -El!
A little help!
Is it gone?
Oh my god, that thing almost freaking killed me!
How did you know that would work?
I did not.
Awesome.
Whoa. I feel weird.
Yeah. Like exhausted, right?
You think that thing did this to us?
Do you believe in ghosts now?
What I believe…
Is Lucas is never gonna let me hear the end of this.
Dude, we threw everything we had at that thing, I'm telling you.
Nothing worked, not even El's powers.
I guess she was no match for the ghost of Bloodaxe Bill.
Seriously, Max. The evidence doesn't lie.
"Evidence" is a strong word for a story you heard from some old man.
Fine. If you're not gonna trust Arthur, trust yourself.
You saw that thing with your own eyes.
And it nearly killed you.
Um, not that it… I mean…
Whatever. It nearly got us too.
No ghost story explains those evil little Hate Sprites
or the fact that thing, like, evaporated when El destroyed the flowers.
But doesn't that just prove that they're all connected? That...
That the ghost is in control of the Hate Sprites and the flowers?
It's like Arthur said, this must be the curse of Bloodaxe Bill.
What if he's after us because we disturbed his resting place?
I guess we could talk to him, Bloodaxe Bill.
Say we didn't mean to disturb him, and we're sorry,
and maybe he'll just leave us alone.
I wish we had a "speak to the dead" spell right about now.
This isn't D&D, Dustin.
Nancy. Nancy!
-Mike. -No, doofus, Nancy!
Does Nancy still have her old Ouija board?
Lucas, you're a genius. We're gonna have a séance.
I thought we were getting supplies like everyone else.
What are we doing here?
We're going beyond the veil.
It's research, Will. If we're gonna contact Bloodaxe Bill,
we need instructions from someone who knows how.
Whoa.
This place is so cool.
"Producing Souls"? "The Graveyard Shift"? "Guide to Necrotic Animation"?
We've gotta be in the right place.
I sense a dark presence.
Hmm. There is a shadow following you, a hidden spirit.
Or perhaps…
A curse!
Apologies, my visions don't always arrive at the most polite of times.
Welcome to the strange and wonderful world of Madam Ortiz.
And what, may I ask, brings you wanderers into my domain?
Actually, we're looking for step-by-step instructions
to have a séance.
We want to contact Bloodaxe Bill.
Bloodaxe Bill? No!
To invite evil back into the world of the living is to invite death.
Bloodaxe Bill was a demon in life.
The underworld can only have made him into something worse.
Dustin?
Daughter, are these your friends?
SĂ, mamá. They go to my school.
Ah, good.
Feel free to stay and shop.
But Bloodaxe Bill, I will not help you with.
So, you probably know all about this séance stuff too, huh?
Forget it. I'm not helping you.
Please? I'll owe you.
You still owe me from the last time. So now, you'd owe me double.
Does that mean you'll help?
Hmm.
What exactly do you need to know?
Why can't we just tell Nancy what is happening? She would understand.
Are you kidding? She'd blab to Jonathan, and Jonathan would tell his mom,
and if Mrs. Byers finds out about this, we're all grounded.
Nancy and her friends used that Ouija board all the time.
It's gotta still be here somewhere.
Ah!
Mike! You better not be in my room!
What do you think you're doing?
Uh… Uh, waiting for you.
I… I need your advice about, uh…
Uh…
Valentine's Day?
Oh, Mike. I have been waiting for this moment.
Um…
Yeah.
You sure there are candles in here?
Pretty sure. Might wanna be careful of your fingers, though.
Ah!
Ow! What are those even plugged into?
We'll probably need these too.
Rad.
There's candles somewhere in this junkyard.
I'll be right back.
Hi, sweetie. You and your friends up to something fun?
Yeah, just looking for those crystals Aunt Lizzie keeps sending us.
The crystals?
Uh, top right shelf behind the paint cans, I think.
Cool.
Hey, Mom, um, can I talk to you about something?
Aw.
Oh, man. Really?
Glad you think it's funny.
Oh, don't get all sensitive.
I thought you wanted me to be more sensitive, more romantic.
But when I try to make Valentine's Day plans,
you'd rather watch WWF?
I just wanted to spend tonight doing something nice together.
But I forgot. You're allergic to real feelings.
You have no idea what you're talking about.
Um…
I know I should be helping out more.
I heard you on the phone the other day, and…
You heard that? Oh, honey, no, no.
Well, yeah, but you don't have to worry.
Because I'm working on a plan. I mean, another plan.
Because the first one that I had kind of got screwed up. I…
This isn't your problem to solve. I'm the grown-up here.
Right, but I'm the reason there is a problem, right?
I'm the reason why we stayed in Hawkins. So I'll find a way to help out more.
I just gotta think outside the box, you know? And…
Oh, my sweet girl. Please, please, I don't want you worrying about this.
Things are gonna be fine. I promise you. We got by before.
Yeah, but that was when we were living with Daniel,
and there were two incomes coming in.
Nikki, no. Listen...
You gotta go, Mom, okay? Your shift starts in...
This is important. We're not done talking.
No, Mom. You should not be late, okay? It's cool.
We have to get working on our project anyway.
Okay. But we will discuss this later.
And don't get all New Age-y with the crystals while I'm gone, okay?
What? You don't want me to unfocus my spirit colors?
Just kidding. We Baxters are scientists.
Don't tell me you didn't make Valentine's plans with El.
I did, but they got messed up.
Messed up, but how?
You know what? Never mind.
Have you asked her to be your girlfriend yet?
Uh, well, it's… It's complicated.
What's complicated?
You guys have been friends for a while now.
You like her, don't you?
I… Of course I like her. El's incredible.
She's so brave and strong, and she always has my back.
Well, then I really don't see the problem, Mike.
Uh, okay. Thanks. Good talk.
What? That's it?
Yep. You are so right.
I gotta talk to El right now. I, uh, I don't wanna miss my window.
Yeah, well, Valentine's is today, so you better get on it.
Hey! Can, can I have one of these?
No, you cannot. Hey, Mike!
Thanks, Nancy!
He's hopeless.
Huh.
That's it, basically. Always start with "hello" and end with a "goodbye."
And never break the circle.
Got it. Thanks.
You sure you want to mess with this?
Lindsay Baker once did a séance, and then she had to leave school.
What? I thought she had mono.
Just out of curiosity, where would one go to do a séance?
My mom says you always want to contact a spirit
in a place they felt peace while they lived.
Bloodaxe Bill's cabin.
Any ideas?
All we need is a little dash of liquid nitrogen.
And luckily…
I always come prepared.
I'm really not sure about this.
Aw, it's fine.
I've got the manual.
People underestimate the value of a good manual.
Oh! Here.
I know a séance isn't exactly a normal Valentine's Day,
but I did owe you a non-murder flower.
Happy Valentine's Day, El.
Come on.
Okay.
It's February 14th, 1985,
and the Hawkins Investigators Club is recording attempt number one
to establish contact with the spirit known as Bloodaxe Bill
and catch him on film.
Okay. What's next?
Some of you need to touch the planchette with two fingers.
-Planchette? -The thing.
The thing. The little moving thing.
Hm.
Good. Good. Good.
Now the spirit can use your energy to move it or something.
Are you sure you know what you're doing?
Yes! What? You wanna try it?
Quit it, guys.
Yeah. Quit it. I'm concentrating.
We call upon the spirit of Bloodaxe Bill.
Bill, if you can hear us,
we invite you among us.
You know, I used one of these in the third grade.
Nothing happened then either.
Shh. Quiet. Quiet.
Any moment.
Any moment.
I repeat, Bloodaxe Bill, we call you into our circle.
If you are there, give us a sign.
Quit screaming, nerds.
Charlie? What are you doing here?
I followed you here. And yeah, I know what you're up to.
This was my family's cabin.
What?
You're related to Bloodaxe Bill?
Duh. William Dandridge.
Original loser of Hawkins and my great-great-grandfather.
The reason my family's cursed.
Wait. You guys questioned my grandpa and didn't even know his last name?
Old man Arthur. AMD.
Arthur Marvin Dandridge.
Aren't you supposed to be an investigators club or something?
Man, this town is small.
So, what? You gonna tell me what you're doing here?
Uh…
Would you believe we're trying to contact the spirit of your ancestor Bloodaxe Bill
to, you know, ask him to stop haunting us?
Dude! Don't tell him that!
What else is he gonna think? Look around!
We should ask him to join us.
This is not part of the plan!
Come on! A real blood relative? It'll sweeten the deal!
They do this all the time. Take a seat, Dandridge.
We can't trust him!
I mean, he's helped us before!
What? If you're gonna summon the ghost of my great-great-grandfather,
I get to be here to kick his butt!
So, how's this supposed to work?
We seek the spirit of Bloodaxe Bill!
William Dandridge, can you hear us?
Charlie! What the heck?
Hey! Don't pin it on me!
Um… Uh…
Oh my god! Oh my god!
It's working! It's working!
What's going on?
Uh, that doesn't sound good.
It's working!
Dustin! The protective circle! Rosario said it would keep us safe!
You said if we just talked to the ghost nicely, it'd be calm!
Does this look calm to you?
Oh, no!
"Goodbye"! We need to point it to "goodbye"!
Well, I wouldn't exactly describe that whole thing as helpful.
Wait.
-Wh-what's that? -What's what?
But… But it…
Huh? Wait! No, I think he's right! In the corner!
If you're really William Dandridge,
then tell me how to break our family's curse!
Hey! Uh, hello, Mr. Dandridge, sir!
What your descendant here is trying to say is we just want to...
Look out! Lucas!
Where'd it go? Can anyone see it?
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Where's Uncle Ernie? What did you do to him?
Leave him alone!
El!
Mike, I cannot stop it.
We gotta get out of here!
Come on, you guys! Let's go!
Come on! It won't open!
Stop! What do you want?
Just tell us how to break your curse!
Help us set you free!
No, no, no, no, no!
Dustin!
I got you!
-Max! -El! The flowers!
I got it!
So not the priority right now!
Is it gone?
Uh, Mike?
The flowers, they're growing back!
Dandridge! Move!
Are you nuts? You can't freeze a ghost!
Huh?
Nikki!
Run!
Come on! Let's go!
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