"Welcome to the damn freak show-" Eddie muttered to no one in particular as he pulled himself through a window, huffing as he propped his arm against the windowpane, coat dripping with water from the lake.

He staggered, cursing under his breath as he dropped down and brushed off his jean jacket. Reefer Rick's place wasn't a good place to hide anymore, not after Patrick and Jason had found him there.

And Jesus, Patrick.

Eddie had seen Patrick get lifted into the air and murdered by Vecna, or that was what Dustin had called it, his limbs twisted and his eyes gone. It was a nightmare and it happened right in front of him again after Chrissy...

Poor Chrissy... And now Patrick...

And now he was hiding...

Eddie had stolen a radio from a construction site and hiked to Skull Rock to hide, only to come across one of the many lake houses in the area. It seemed as good a place as any to hide from the police, and oh yeah, Jason now.

He turned to the door, hands carding through his long hair, and let out a long groan, only to cut himself off when he heard footsteps. Shit... Shit, shit, shit, Eddie scrambled for the walkie, fumbling to switch it on.

"Dustin- Dustin if you're there for the love of God-" Eddie hissed but he paused as the door creaked open.