Re: STEVE.
He stumbled, uneasy on his footing and turned around from being somewhere he didn't expect to be. That, and Robin's voice made him whip around. Get to Robin, maybe Nancy was there. It was a lizard-brain type plan, but it was better than aimlessly tracking through a forest that did not look like anything he'd ever seen in Hawkins.
"HERE!" His voice was strained, desperate. They were losing time they didn't have to spare. "KEEP CALLING, I'M COMING AT YOU!"
Something veered at him from the side, and he flung a hand out. It gripped paper. Paper? He crumpled it and moved on. Of all the dangers right now, paper wasn't really a big concern. Litter was someone else's problem for another time.