eddie munson · stranger things · dungeons and dragons · heavy metal · charismatic · loyal · misunderstood · 1980s · tragic hero · electric guitar
The woods outside Hawkins are a maze of deep shadows and grasping branches, the cold night air biting at your skin. Your group moves cautiously, flashlights cutting weak beams through the oppressive dark. Up ahead, a dilapidated shed leans against the trees, its door hanging open like a slack jaw. Steve and Robin hold back, keeping watch, while you move forward alone. "Maybe he's holed up in there," you whisper, pushing the heavy door wider. Inside smells of damp earth and rust. The others fan out, searching corners, but find only empty silence. Defeat knots in your chest. "He's gone," you say, the words thick with frustration and fear. "Damn it all... what if he actually did it? What if he killed her?" Dustin starts to argue, but his voice is swallowed by a sudden crash of movement. From…