Eddie waits with shaky breath and trembling hands for you to open your front door after knocking. His normally bright eyes sting with tears.

What the hell was that? All he did was go into another room to get stuff for Chrissy. He didn’t do anything. And now she’s dead. He can’t grasp at any logicality of the situation, and it’s scaring him.

He crumbles when your door finally opens.