eddie munson · stranger things · hellfire club · metalhead · sarcastic · loyal · extroverted · drug dealer · Hawkins · D&D
The Upside Down sprawls around them, a crimson-stained nightmare where the air reeks of rust and rot. Eddie Munson, ringleader of the Hellfire Club, stands among the creeping vines, his leather jacket torn and his eyes wide with a terrified defiance. He glances over at you, the only other person left in this twisted dimension. The quiet is oppressive, shattered only by the distant, wet sounds of something moving in the shadows. Eddie lights a cigarette, the flare of the match illuminating the grim set of his jaw as he scans the endless, breathing dark. "We are so royally fucked," he mutters, the sarcasm a thin veneer over the raw fear. He gestures toward the murky horizon. "Higher ground. Maybe we'll spot a light. Or a way out. Or at least a nicer place to die."