WHEELER BASEMENT – NIGHT
The air grows heavy. The hum that had faded moments ago returns, deeper, darker. Every loose item in the basement trembles — not from the storm, but from something else.A pulse.A heartbeat.The gate.
The walls ripple as if reality itself is bending. The Upside Down's energy seeps through — inky tendrils crawling up from the shimmering void, licking the floorboards.
Moon's body tenses. Her eyes flare pure violet.
El (whispering): "No… not again…"
Will: "El, what's happening?!"
El (voice trembling): "The gate—she's feeding it. Her power's… it's too much."
The ground shakes violently, knocking everyone off their feet. The air becomes electric — every breath tastes like ozone and rain.
Moon's expression stays calm, but something fractures behind it.Controlled.Calm.Unreadable.And yet… burning.
A violent surge bursts from her chest, blasting everything outward in a telekinetic wave.
Mike (screaming): "Moon, stop—!"
The walls crack. Lightbulbs explode.The gate splits open.
WHEELER HOUSE – CONTINUOUS
The house erupts. Windows shatter outward, rain and glass flying in every direction. A column of violet light shoots through the roof, piercing the clouds. The ground quakes. Hawkins trembles.
The sky turns alien — clouds swirling around the purple moon, lightning crisscrossing like veins of raw electricity.
Inside that light — Moon.
She bursts through the roof, floating high above the neighborhood, drenched in rain, her hospital gown whipping like a tattered flag. Her eyes glow brighter than lightning.
Hopper (shielding Joyce): "Jesus Christ!"
Joyce (staring up, terrified): "It's her… the girl from the files…"
The ground splits slightly under them, pavement cracking. Power lines spark and collapse in showers of blue light.
WHEELER BASEMENT – CONTINUOUS
The kids scramble to their feet, water pouring through the hole above them. The gate now yawns wide behind them, its core pulsing with red and black light, tendrils lashing like whips.
Will (yelling): "It's open! The gate's open again!"
Lucas (panic): "We're dead, we're all dead—"
El (furious, shouting): "No one move! I have to bring her down!"
El's eyes snap shut. She bleeds instantly from her nose.Her power hums, invisible but immense — the air distorts around her, floorboards crack. She reaches out her hand, trembling.
Cut to:
Moon, suspended above the house, glowing like a fallen star. El's invisible grip tries to pull her down — but Moon resists effortlessly.Their powers clash in the air — telekinetic pressure waves shattering windows for blocks.
SKY ABOVE HAWKINS – NIGHT
Moon's power erupts.Rain freezes midair.Lightning forks horizontally.Fire ignites along the wet grass, steam rising like smoke from hell.
The elements bend to her:Ice. Fire. Wind. Electricity.All converging in a storm around her body.
Her face remains calm — too calm — but her eyes flicker between pain and focus.
Moon (barely audible, carried by the wind): "I… don't want… to hurt them."
Her voice is carried away by thunder.
Below, Hopper and Joyce fight to stay upright.
Joyce (covering her head): "We have to stop her before she tears the town apart!"
Hopper (into radio, shouting): "Call Owens! Call anyone! The gate's back open!"
Radio static response:—static— nothing— interference—
CUT TO: STEVE & DUSTIN – OUTSIDE WHEELER'S HOUSE
The entire ground shakes, neon lights flickering violently. Dustin stares up at the swirling sky.
Dustin: "Told you, man. Told you she was real."
Steve (eyes wide, whispering): "That's not just real, Henderson… that's the end of the damn world."
The mall's glass doors blow open from the wind. Robin stumbles out behind them, shouting over the gale.
Robin: "Okay, so—what's the plan, Harrington?!"
Steve (tight smile): "Survive first. Plan later!"
They sprint toward Hopper's car through blinding rain.
CUT TO: NANCY & JONATHAN – BY THE LAB
Their car skids to a stop as the ground cracks open beneath them. The lightning flashes purple, the rain hits so hard it's nearly solid.
They look toward the direction of the Wheeler house — the violet beam piercing the sky.
Jonathan (shouting): "That's—Nancy, that's her! The girl you saw!"
Nancy (staring, drenched): "She's… she's opening it."
Nancy grabs her camera instinctively — shaking hands, lens fogging up — but she lowers it. For once, the story doesn't matter.
Nancy (to herself): "We have to help her."
They turn back toward their car, engine screaming as they speed through the flooded streets toward the chaos.
BACK TO: THE WHEELER HOUSE
El collapses to her knees, exhausted, face pale.
Mike (catching her): "El! You okay?"
El (weakly): "She's… stronger than me."
Lightning flashes. Outside, Moon's storm spirals faster, glowing tendrils of energy swirling from her fingertips like ribbons of plasma.
Will looks up through the shattered ceiling, voice trembling:
Will: "She's fighting it… she's not trying to hurt anyone."
Mike looks at him, breathless.
Mike: "Then why does it look like the world's ending?"
Will doesn't answer. He's staring at her — the same unreadable face, eyes glowing brighter with every pulse.
Will (softly): "Because she's trying not to."
SKY ABOVE THE HOUSE – CONTINUOUS
Moon lifts her arms slightly. Her body trembles — not with fear, but restraint. The energy flares higher, stronger.
The camera circles her — wind slicing through the frame, lightning framing her silhouette. Below, the house is a wreck, kids huddled, Hopper yelling orders, El barely conscious, Joyce gripping his arm.
Moon closes her eyes. Her voice is calm. Too calm.
Moon: "It's… too much…"
The power explodes outward — a shockwave of violet light. Every tree bends. Every window in a three-block radius shatters. The ground cracks.
Then—everything stops.
A dead silence.Rain frozen in midair.The beam fades.
Moon falls.
FRONT YARD – NIGHT
Steve sprints forward through the rain. He catches her before she hits the ground. She's ice-cold, her pulse faint but steady.
Steve (panting): "Hey—hey, I got you—"
Her eyes flicker open — the glow gone, replaced by deep brown again.
Moon (weakly): "Did I… hurt anyone?"
Steve (shaking his head, lying): "No. You're fine. Everyone's fine."
In the background, Hopper and Joyce rush up, soaked and stunned. The kids spill out of the ruined basement. El stumbles forward, staring.
El (quietly): "She closed it… she stopped the gate."
Hopper (half in disbelief): "Or bought us time."
Moon's eyes close again as thunder rolls overhead — softer now, but lingering.
Joyce (gently): "She's not just a threat… she's a warning."
Camera pans up — the purple moon still faintly glowing through thinning clouds.Rain still falls, quieter.
The beam's gone.But the sky…still hums.
CUT TO BLACK.