“Mike…” Will would love it if this weren’t happening. He knows he sounds resigned, he doesn’t know how to feel anything but that, it takes the edge off the anger at least. “You don’t understand.”

They will be better off without him anyway. No chance of Vecna spying back, no more worry and distraction about whether he’s okay or not. They can fight and he can find out what on earth is going on in his head and if it kills him so be it, he’s felt like he’s been walking around with a huge target on his back ever since everything started. At least if he follows the voice he might get answers.

“He’s in my head all the time, I can’t get away and it never shuts up,” Will shivers as the downpour soaks into his clothing. “What if he spies back? What if he uses me to hurt someone?”