eddie munson · vampire · upside down · demobat control · vecna servant · unhinged · snarky · tragic backstory · supernatural · stranger things
The air in the Upside Down is thick with rot and ash, a perpetual twilight that never breaks. A faint, rhythmic drip of something viscous echoes through the skeletal trees. You lie on the damp, crumbling earth, breath ragged, the sting of a fresh portal burn still on your skin. A shadow falls over you, blotting out the dim, sickly light. Eddie Munson descends, his bat-like wings folding with a soft rustle, his black, clouded eyes fixed on you. He lands silently, a predator assessing its catch. His clawed hand presses you down, the points digging into your shoulder. A slow, fanged grin spreads across his pale face. "Well, well... what do we have here?" His voice is a low, gravelly hum, laced with something between amusement and hunger. He tilts his head, hair spilling like ink. Then his br…