Blood and slime dripped from his cold fingertips. The ground writhed and thrummed beneath them, and claws nipped at his ears as he frantically turned his head in a panicked state. Thick scents of sour skin and mucus drifted around in the air, and hot mists followed Eddie's steps as he moved slowly across the great expanse of red soil. Large shadows stalked the outer edges of his vision, squelching in the muck, just behind Eddie enough for only a glimpse to be attained. A abnormal amount of energy spurred him on, and somehow the knowledge of its unfamiliarity was so distinct he was disturbed by both. The constant echo of bats was playing on loop in the corners of his consciousness, but the fear of never getting out was too great to just stay still.
Of course he knew this was some kind of vision. He knew because he had felt himself die, had felt the peace settle, and the eternal human fear of never having enough time be absorbed by the fact he was already gone. He could still feel the tears dripping down from Dustin's cheeks onto his own bloody ones, and the pain drilling into his sides and neck had then faded into a dull reminder of what caused his end. Pleasant white had replaced the black, and Eddie had felt the pull of humanity lift, the constant need to be something-just something- disappear from his mind.
But, somehow, he now was back in the upside down, moving not at his own accord, placing one booted foot after the other. But that was something else that was odd, he could feel the wind on his bare skin, on all parts of his body, as if he was naked. But when he lifted his arm, or twisted his head, he saw exactly what he had died in, but the feeling of the clothing to his hand, scalp, or whatever distinct 'clothed' part of his body he focused on, was not there to process.
So yes, this was not him walking. He had to be somewhere, possibly butt naked, technically dead, and logically being controlled or experimented with. Though, if Eddie was honest, nothing had been even slightly logical for the past week or so.
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Eddie Munson lives on....
FanfictionONESHOTS OF EDDIE MUNSON THE BANISHED (I'm writing a few different storylines. First one is an insert reader, but now I will mainly be doing oneshots) Enjoy! -GENDER NAUTRAL (for scenes that are either with mentioned of gendered things, or requeste...
