She wandered in the direction of his voice, now attuned to the idea that there were tree limbs that could be part of a hive mind even if the place didn't have an Upside Down feel to it. The sky was blue, for starters, and it didn't smell like sulfur and rot. But Max had been in a trance (and now Nancy was too), and that could be anywhere that Vecna wanted them to be if he had psychic powers like that.
"EDDIE IS HERE!"
She broke through the trees and found him. He looked even worse in the daylight. The red line around his throat wasn't going to go away any time soon, and if they didn't get him help for those abdomen wounds, they could get infected. Too bad she wasn't into medical stuff or, you know, at least not completely grossed out by the idea of stitching up flesh.