[ ... shit. that is early. eddie licks his lips, rubbing a hand down his face as he considers how fucking early that is. ]
Gonna level with you, man, I don't think that team considered that law enforcement is noooot going to accept that an undead wizard is the real killer. [ But, according to Steve, Hopper is alive and all too familiar with this insanity. And so maybe, if this Eddie can survive all this shit, Hopper can clear his name.
But this version of him just looks... sick. Or on death's door already.
And if he kills Vecna quick enough, Max might be okay. Vecna needed four victims, right? So... that saves the town.
But the only plan that comes to mind hinges on Vecna still breaking Patrick into pieces. So if he says it, he's still offering up someone else on a silver platter. Unless they tell Carver and his fucking psychotic little sports cult about what's going on. That music is the key to holding it all off. Because Jason Carver is the one who turns him from a person of interest into the only active suspect.
Eddie bounces a leg. Takes the joint back and inhales deeply, holds it in his lungs and shuts his eyes. His head rocks back, trying hard to piece through the hellscape that was that whole whirlwind of a week. ]
So... this place is what they've been calling a Nexus. It's a world that sucks in people from other worlds. Something broke and people are disappearing and new people - [ he gestures towards the other ] are popping up in their place. Everybody gets superpowers when they turn up here.
[ which is the best explanation he can give. ]
Last thing I remember from home is a week later. [ and the last thing eddie munson will ever experience at home. he rubs his jaw, looking off to the side. ] You remember that story Wayne used to tell - about the Creels family murders? That's Vecna. Turns out [ he takes another long drag of the joint and then hands it back, speaking on the exhale. ] Victor Creel didn't kill his family, his son did. It's Henry Creel. He's working out of the old family home... and he needs to kill four victims to pull off his plan.
[ he licks his lips, brings a hand up to cover his mouth. considers, looking up into his doppelgangers eyes. ]
And I don't wanna make an already shit day that much worse, but - it goes bad, man, it goes real bad. I can tell you everything I know so if you remember any of this shit back home, you can make it better. Or we can just get really high and accept that the universe reeeeally just [ he shakes his head, barking a humorless laugh ] fucking hates Eddie Munson.
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Gonna level with you, man, I don't think that team considered that law enforcement is noooot going to accept that an undead wizard is the real killer. [ But, according to Steve, Hopper is alive and all too familiar with this insanity. And so maybe, if this Eddie can survive all this shit, Hopper can clear his name.
But this version of him just looks... sick. Or on death's door already.
And if he kills Vecna quick enough, Max might be okay. Vecna needed four victims, right? So... that saves the town.
But the only plan that comes to mind hinges on Vecna still breaking Patrick into pieces. So if he says it, he's still offering up someone else on a silver platter. Unless they tell Carver and his fucking psychotic little sports cult about what's going on. That music is the key to holding it all off. Because Jason Carver is the one who turns him from a person of interest into the only active suspect.
Eddie bounces a leg. Takes the joint back and inhales deeply, holds it in his lungs and shuts his eyes. His head rocks back, trying hard to piece through the hellscape that was that whole whirlwind of a week. ]
So... this place is what they've been calling a Nexus. It's a world that sucks in people from other worlds. Something broke and people are disappearing and new people - [ he gestures towards the other ] are popping up in their place. Everybody gets superpowers when they turn up here.
[ which is the best explanation he can give. ]
Last thing I remember from home is a week later. [ and the last thing eddie munson will ever experience at home. he rubs his jaw, looking off to the side. ] You remember that story Wayne used to tell - about the Creels family murders? That's Vecna. Turns out [ he takes another long drag of the joint and then hands it back, speaking on the exhale. ] Victor Creel didn't kill his family, his son did. It's Henry Creel. He's working out of the old family home... and he needs to kill four victims to pull off his plan.
[ he licks his lips, brings a hand up to cover his mouth. considers, looking up into his doppelgangers eyes. ]
And I don't wanna make an already shit day that much worse, but - it goes bad, man, it goes real bad. I can tell you everything I know so if you remember any of this shit back home, you can make it better. Or we can just get really high and accept that the universe reeeeally just [ he shakes his head, barking a humorless laugh ] fucking hates Eddie Munson.