Karen Wheeler is in a rut. The consequences of some innocent hypnotherapy will send her life into a twisted spiral. This story is going to get pretty filthy no lie so if you don't like this type of thing you better turn away now because things are going to never be the same again for you and Stranger Things.

This office had strange musk. Must've been new furniture or carpeting. Karen Wheeler sat there in the comfortable faux leather seat facing a man with a notepad. He tapped his notepad with his pen.

"Well, Karen?"

Karen sighed, "I don't know."

"Anything. The first word that pops into your head."

"Ridiculous," she said with a smirk.

He wrote this down. "Karen, this is your third session."

"I know, Richard," she said dryly.

"You want to talk about anything it's all confidential."

"Sure. Are you telling me you don't meet with your doctor buddies and joke about how screwed up your patients' lives are?"

"No. But you do know how much this costs."

"I told Ted one month. So this might take some time."

"Well. How has your week been how about we talk about that?"

"Fine," she squirmed in her chair, "My family hates me. I know. My daughter ignores me. I hardly ever see my son and my husband never knows what's going on."

Richard paused and looked down at his pad, "Your husband must care. He booked you with me. He must know something is going on with you."

"He lacks perception," she scoffed, "He doesn't understand what I want that's why I'm here so someone else can analyze me for him."

Richard smiled and wrote this down. "How old is your son?"

"12."

"Daughter?"

"17...turning 18 in a couple weeks."

"I see. It's normal for his age to be hanging out with kid his own age. Are you more worried about Nancy?"

She looked down at the floor, "Always."

"I can understand. I have two of my own and they never tell my wife or I anything."

"I worry. I worry more than anything but according to her I never give her privacy and I should stay out of it because I would never understand. I mean I get it each generation experiences things differently but I'm not that out of touch am I?"

He shrugs with a grin, "I wish I knew. I guess neither of us are cool enough to be with it."

She chuckled a little. Brining up Nancy brought a tear. It stung a little. She couldn't find a kleenex on her.

"But let's get back to you. What do you want out of life. What are your goals? You mentioned wanting to travel last visit."

"I want out of this town, Richard. I'm boxed in. I feel old but I know I'm not that old. I'm...I'm just stuck. I want to be young and exciting but it's like all of that is lost. Maybe I can get through to that girl. We should have some kind of relationship."

"I have something that can help," he took out a gold pocket watch.

She laughed and said, "What are you going to do? Take me back in time?"

"Just concentrate and follow the watch."

"Are you going to saw me in half next? You can't be serious."

"You would be surprises how much hypnosis helps patients. Ones with much bigger problems."

Karen thought it over and decided to go through with it even though she always thought hypnosis was a crock. She watched Richard swing the watch on that gold chain comically.

"Your eyes are getting heavy...," she interrupted him with a snicker, "Please, Karen, just give it a chance. It will put you more at ease."

"Yeah? Can I get a better sex life out of it too?"

He mused, "I can work on it." She finally went with it and sat back in her chair, "Close your eyes. You're asleep but you can still hear my voice. Your shoulders are relaxed. Your arms. Now your legs. All of your stress is fading away. Your fears and concerns of wanting to succeed in your dreams are gone now. You are feeling a warmth in your body. It starts at your feet and rises up your legs and to the rest of your body. You won't be hesitant to speak to your kids. Nancy needs you. Mike needs you . Your husband Ted. Nancy needs your love. She says no but you have to be there for her." He snaps his fingers. Karen comes to. "How do you feel?"

Karen looked around the room and smiled, "Great."

It was hard to explain but going home she felt different. She felt the sensation of standing at the edge of a cliff reading to bungee jump. She pulled into the driveway of her suburban home.

Everything looked different. New. It was the same but it was like it wasn't real. She parked her car and was walking up to the steps when Mike rode up on his bike.

"Mike?"

He threw his bike down on the grass, "Uh, hey, Mom! Gotta go!" He ran inside the house and fetched his walkie-talkie. Karen watched him get back on his bike in a hurry, "I'll be at Will's house don't wait up!"

She watched him in a kind of hazy vision and said simply, "Cool."

She went inside and heard what spun see like an engine running in the living room. Ted was sleeping in his recliner. This didn't bother her. She walked to the kitchen. She could see Nancy talking to her friends through the screen door. She had no idea what they were saying but it looked like Nancy had a lot to say.

Nancy was bitching to her friends Barb and Janice. None of them were exactly what you would call popular or in the scene but Nancy sure acted like she was.

"Nobody understands what a big deal this is!"

Barb and Janice were growing tired of their little friend's tantrums. Nancy wasn't exactly the greatest friend in the world, everything always seemed to be about her.

"I just think you're overreacting. You tend to do that," Janice, her meek and tall friend said nervously.

"Why do you care so much what they think anyway?" Barb, her four eyed, redheaded friend said, folding her arms, "You think they care? You know they call you Mouse."

"So? They call you Lumberjack, what's your point?"

Nancy did have an almost rodent like appearance especially her small round ears.

Barb could see Karen standing inside just watching them. She was getting creeped out by the weird look she gave, like she was in heat.

"I better get going. I have homework."

"Er, yeah me too," said Janice, having enough of Nancy for a while.

Nancy was left alone to ponder and sulk about the unfinished pool in the backyard; with her party that included invites to the popular kids it had to be finished or she would be considered the biggest loser in Hawkins.

Out of nowhere she felt someone massaging her shoulders. She looked up in disgust, "Mom? What are you...ugh...you're so weird," she said, turning back to the pool, "Is this going to be done on time?"

Karen smiled widely, "Yes. Of course , dear."

"It has to be perfect. It just has to be."

"And it will be," she said, once again massaging her.

Nancy got away from her, not sure what had gotten into her but all she cared about right now was her party.

"I'm going to my room. Tell Mike he's dead! And ugh, try not dressing so lame, Mom!" Nancy marched inside the house.

Karen had this spark in her eye. This weird smile started to form. Nancy was long gone inside but Karen still said and obediently too, "Yes, Nancy."

To be continued! Next one is going to be crazy!