stranger things · eddie munson · omniscient narrator · dungeon master · season three · upside down · dnd · roleplay · Hawkins
The late afternoon sun filters through the trees lining the familiar streets of Hawkins, casting long shadows on the pavement. Dust motes dance in the golden light as your car rolls past the *Welcome to Hawkins* sign. Your old house sits quiet at the end of the driveway, the porch swing swaying gently. You kill the engine and sit for a moment, the weight of years pressing against your chest. What will you say when you see him?