"Please be home before five!", his mother yelled at Luke, as he walked outside with his white football. The sun sometimes peeked through the thick clouds and leaves ranging in different green and red colors fell massively off the trees as a chilled wind blew through the small town of Hawkins. "Sure mom!", the small boy replied, and continued to go outside. He looked happy - he loved playing outside. He went to his neighbor and rang the doorbell. A suit-wearing man, who'd just gotten home, opened to door. "Hello mister Dean, is Tommy home?"
"I'm sorry Luke", the man answered, "He and his mother are visiting his grandmother. I'm sure he'd love to play with you another time." Tommy's father shut the door after Luke's "okay!". Luke couldn't be really bothered by it, as he didn't mind playing by himself. He loved going near Hawkins National Lab - the high fences spooked him out a little, but there was just so much grass and space to play! Luke secretly dreamt of becoming a famous soccer player, so he pushed himself to train in Keepie Uppie. 

As he'd reached the grassy fields and took off his jacket, he inspected the ground carefully. 'No dog poop, sweet!', he thought, and he started kicking the ball. One big road was located next to the field, but there usually wasn't much traffic. He noticed a girl riding her bike, but didn't pay any more attention to her and continued training. "Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen..."