Chapter Six : Crooked Spider EPISODE TWO OF SEASON FOUR ━━━vecna's curse
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"SHIT, SHIT, WATCH OUT!"
The string of curses rang brightly in the sunken mind of Moonie Carver, her knees slamming into the carpet below as Eddie Munson shoved her out of the way. The lights were no longer flickering, and the onslaught of chaos had substantially subsided. For the time being, that was. Only a second had passed since the death of Chrissy Cunningham, and Moonie had just realized what happened. She came rushing from the ceiling, her broken body now curled up in the floor. She fell so fast. Eddie barely made it to his feet in time to shove the distraught eighteen year old out of the way.
Yesterday morning she thought she caught whatever Chris had. Now the girl was laying dead at her feet. Her eyes were gone, and her arms were twisted at a backwards angle behind her twisted spine. Moonie was on her knees, the rough, burgundy carpet digging into her skin. She wasn't upset at Eddie for pushing her, she actually felt like she was hollow on the inside. She had no answers for what she saw, she was just in the deepest state of shell-shock. She couldn't claw her way out, she couldn't scream, she couldn't feel. Nothing.
Eddie Munson on the other hand, he seemed to be feeling everything. The boots he wore carved marks into the living room carpet as he paced, filling the air with a repetitive string of curses that didn't seem to bother Moonie. Or reach her. His hands were on his head until he eventually slowed to a stop, sliding his palms down to cover his face where he released a muffled scream. Moonie didn't even flinch.
She just sat there, tired and slow eyes glancing behind her to look at him. Her mouth opened to speak, and Eddie started to think that she was about to ask him if he was okay.
He wouldn't know what to say.
But then her features changed, and she suddenly looked perplexed. Eddie felt his face shift in confusion at the sight, brows furrowing slightly as Moonie shook her head. "What am I gonna tell Jason?" The inquiry fell from her lips, a troubled look splashing across her features as she sunk her head into the palm of her hands. "Oh my god. He's gonna kill me. He's gonna kill me." She whispered, rocking forward on her knees. "Chrissy's dead."
Eddie had never seen her like this.
He still didn't know what to say, and he most certainly didn't know what to do. Reluctantly, he pulled his eyes from Moonie━━ who couldn't even open hers due to the body next to her. He, for one, chose to completely ignore it. Block it out. That strawberry blonde cheerleader is not dead on his living room floor right now. Except she was. She was very dead, and his wide eyed stare turned to the cluttered table by his trailers door, spotting the keys to his van that laid atop its surface.
