POV: your Chrissy dealing with Eddie Munson

as you walk deeper and deeper into the forest you hear a clock ticking... you look around everywhere to see where its coming from when you see it... grandfather clock engraved in a tree with black windows about the bust the glass open, you step back not letting yours eyes leave... suddenly the glass bursts and you fastly walk backwards tripping over something... or someone. it was Eddie with his metal handle held chest full of drugs... you felt like recently you've been losing your mind, you though some weed might help... and Eddie was the cheapest