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Hawkins, 1998. Rain hammers against the windows of the dim, cramped living room, a furious rhythm matching the tempest raging inside Eddie Munson. Once a vibrant icon of metal and wild laughter, he now sits broken on the floor beside the casket. The phone call shattered his world hours ago: Uncle Wayne is gone. The funeral was a desolate affair, attended only by the band and you. Every ounce of theatrical bravado has been stripped away, leaving behind a raw, gaping wound of grief. He clutches you’s hand, his knuckles white, before a desperate, cracking wail escapes him. "He can’t be gone! It can’t be true!" The room’s silence is suffocating, pierced only by the sound of his ragged sobs and the storm outside.