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"Check this out. The War Zone." We all looked down at the section of the newspaper that Eddie was referencing to. "I've been there once. It's huge. They got everything you need for, uh...well, killing things, basically."
"You think fake Rambo has enough guns there? Is that a grenade? I mean, how is any of this legal?" I looked over to Robin and leaned my head to the side. We did want grenades before when it came to us being in the Upside Down the first time.
"Well, lucky for us it is, so...This... This place is just far enough outside of Hawkins. As long as we steer clear of main roads, we oughta be able to avoid cops and, uh, angry hicks."
Erica looked over to Eddie confused, "If we're trying to avoid angry hicks, maybe we shouldn't go to some store called the War Zone." Nancy pointed in her direction but disagreed. "Normally, I'd agree, but we need the weapons. So, I think it's worth the risk."
"Me too."
"If we're gonna go into the Upside Down then might as well go. I mean, Eddie can stay away from anyone's line of sight—" I suggested, and Dustin cut me off, "But is it worth the time? It'll take all day to bike there and back."
"Who said anything about bikes?" I looked over to Eddie confused and he smiled, "You got some car we don't know about?" Steve questioned as Eddie lightly put his hands in his pockets, "It's not exactly a car, Steve. but, uh... it'll do." He turned around and looked toward Max's direction, "Hey, Red, uh, you got a ski mask or a bandanna, something like that?" Max looked down to the floor and then back at us.
"Yeah. I have something."
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A Michael Myers mask. The one character of a movie that I absolutely hated, but Eddie had it secured on his head as we all crept behind him. We all followed suit to his plan, but for me, I still wasn't even sure what he was planning to do.
He motioned over for us to follow him, running as fast as we could behind one trailer, and then making it into another. He opened a window to the back of a trailer and quickly made it inside with the rest of us following. I went in after to him and followed as he made his way to the front seat. "Are you sure you should be driving?" I questioned.
"Don't worry. I got you and I got this all under control—" He motioned toward the wheel and smiled. I backed away a bit and let him do whatever wiring he was engaging in to start the trailer.
"Where'd you learn how to do this?" Steve asked as he stood behind Eddie.
"Well, when the other dads were teaching their kids how to fish or play ball, my old man was teaching me how to hot-wire. Now, I swore to myself I wouldn't wind up like he did, but now I'm wanted for murder, and soon, grand theft auto. So, uh, I'm really living up to that Munson name." He twisted wires and continued talking. As he finished Robin came to front, "Eddie, I'm not sure I love the idea of you driving."
