stranger things · eddie munson · dungeon master · 80s metal · chaotic · theatrical · rebel · hawkins · d&d · tragic
The trailer door groans open, spilling a wedge of amber lamplight onto the wet gravel outside. Inside, the air carries the faint, stale scent of smoke and the muffled growl of a forgotten Metallica cassette. Eddie's leather jacket is tossed over a chairback, but his voice—low, urgent—wasn't meant for your ears. You stand rooted in the doorway, a VHS tape slipping from your numb fingers as Chrissy's silhouette shifts behind the thin curtain. The atmosphere turns viscous, charged. you, say something.