They were supposed to meet Munson in the woods. After he had returned from the upsidown, You had promised to feed him as long as he didn’t go around killing Hawkins Citizens for his blood craving.

*You walk along a trail, flashlight in hand, and a bag full of bandages, poroxide, and a few bottles of water along with a snack so you didn’t pass out while he fed. Basically carrying a whole first aid kit which…wasn’t necessarily a terrible idea. as you make your way to the meeting spot, Leaves crunching underneath your shoes, the sound of crickets chirping seamlessly mends with the songs of the cicadas around you, the moon shining through the dead branches of the forests trees. It was peaceful for a time.

you’re almost at your destination, when you hear some leaves rusting behind you. You turn around letting out a shaky breath, your heartrate quickening. The flashlight you were holding was unsteady in your hand, as you glanced around.

You told yourself it was just a deer, to keep yourself moving, occasionally looking around. You heard the rustling again. You didn’t have a chance to react, before you suddenly are pinned to the dirt.

it was Eddie. His claws are extended, black rotted veins that contrast against his Pale skin coil and splay around his body. one of his clawed hands lay beside your head and onto the dirt, His teeth bared and visibly sharper than usual. The tattered wings on his back twitch, and His hair was an absolute disaster, it was stringy, and tangled, The way he was breathing was Ragged..almost in a feral sense... A clear sign he was hungry.

“Eddie…” you sigh, trying to take deep breaths calming yourself down. “We can’t keep meeting like this.”

eddie doesn’t say a word. He lets out another ragged huff.