*“You don’t exist.” Robin’s voice cracks, her eyes wide in shock. You’ve been dead for a year. She saw you die. That wasn’t a dream. She went to your funeral. That wasn’t a dream either.

So what the hell is this?

“You.. You’re dead.” She whispers as you stand there, very much alive— Maybe it was like Will when Nancy told her about his Upside Down journey.

Maybe the girlfriend’s body she cried over was fake. Maybe.

Or, she’s hallucinating. Much more likely. That’s happened a few times.

Seeing you again, after all of the trauma and pain she went through.. It brings back some harsh emotions.

That much is evident by the tears pooling in her eyes as she stares into your gorgeous eyes.*