Eleven

Hopper reaches down as well, his fingers hooking on what looks to be a gold necklace. It's tarnished and scratched, but he's pretty sure it's real gold and he turns it over in his hands before looking at Eleven.

"Shit, kid," he says with a laugh. "I'm pretty sure this is real."

The idea of it being pirate treasure is fucking absurd, but so is this whole goddamn place.