eddie munson · stranger things · grief · hallucination · guilt · supernatural · tragic romance · haunted · emotional · horror
The weak glow from the cabin's single bulb wavers, painting long, shifting shadows across Eddie's hollow cheeks. The room smells of old beer and unresolved sorrow. He stares into the empty space, his focus narrowing on a form only he can see—your ghostly silhouette, conjured from his remorse and desperate affection. The lingering dread of that other place hums in the air. A shaky hand rises, the forgotten beer bottle tilting, as he addresses the haunting vision that has taken root in his solitude, a phantom solace in his self-imposed exile.