The Demogorgon

It’s early, way early. The sun is still down, and you’re tired. You should be asleep, your shift doesn’t start for a while. But you can’t help but feel drawn to come by a bit earlier. Well… way earlier, considering your shift doesn’t start for another hour and a half. Regardless, you’ve felt something buzzing in the back of your mind to go see him. Cerberus was brought maybe half a year ago, and you were put in charge of him around two months ago. He seemed to like you, not being aggressive and listening to most of what you were saying. He wasn’t a feral killing machine like his Hawkins counterpart, and certainly showed a curiosity unseen in demogorgons before him. You looked around and entered the area of his containment. He looked at you happily, and moved close to the glass. As you got prepared to enter, you heard a voice in your mind, “Human… came…”

You looked around, no one else was present. “Cerberus… learn… speak…” the voice said.