Infatuation | Eddie Munson

31- Love

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The old-looking man stared at me jarringly with his milky-white eyes, sending a chill down my spine. I hesitated for a couple of seconds before I began to run for my life, exiting the room swiftly. But as soon as I exited the small room, I came to a halt.

I looked at my surroundings, thick blood spread up the white-tiled walls and several kids in hospital gowns were spread across the floor unconscious. The lights began to flicker rapidly as an ear splitting scream could be heated not too far away, "No!"

As I scanned the rest of the hallway, noticing even more bodies scattered everywhere as distant screams filled my ears, I turned around, beginning to run at full speed around a corner. I could see the lights flickering above me as I ran, reflecting off of the shiny tiles. I turned another corner swiftly, expecting another long hallway, but instead I was faced with a set of doors, barricaded with several wooden planks.

"Shit!" I exclaimed before gripping onto one of the planks, pulling at it with all of my arm strength, ripping it off as it fell to the floor with a loud clunk. I continued attempting to remove the planks, grunting as I pulled on them forcefully. Over the sound of my heavy breathing, the voice I was dreading the most spoke up from behind me.

"Florence..."

I froze, slowly turning my head to see Vecna walking to me sinisterly.

"What are you doing?" He growled. "It's not time for you to leave."

My heart rate was through the roof as I turned back around to the dead end, pulling the slabs off one-by-one in an inconceivable panic.

"Now that you've seen where I've been..."

As his voice got closer, I picked up my pace.

"...I would like very much to show you where I am going."

The planks clattered as I ripped off the last one, pushing the doors open and stumbling through them, only to be faced with another small room.

"No... no, no, no... Shit!" I began to panic before turning my head, the same man from earlier suddenly appearing before my eyes.

"Take a seat, Florence."

I quivered slightly before the light began to flicker, the room suddenly going pitch black as the light went out. The room was dead silent, the only audible noise being my heavy breaths.

Suddenly, a loud sound of surging electricity began, and the lights flicked back on. I looked down at my arms, they had been strapped to a chair, restrained, as well as my ankles, with no way to get out. The dark, thick, slimy vines slithered across my skin as they became even tighter around my arms.

As I struggled and resisted against the restraints, I looked up, Vecna standing dauntingly from across the room. His breath was heavy as he stomped closer towards me, leaning over me as I looked up at him fearfully.

"I want you to tell your friends.... to tell Eleven. I want you to tell them everything you see," He said, his voice rumbling as he held his abnormally long hand above my face.

He stretched out his hand, "No!" I screamed as he began to show me visions. The Creel house, a red gate spreading through it rapidly. But not only the Creel house, Hawkins, our town.

As he flashed the images to me, he repeated, "Tell her..."

"No!" I continued to scream in return.

"...everything."

Several pictures flashed before my eyes, too many for me to process, the chimes of a clock repeatedly ringing in my ear. Several dreadful visions that I immediately wished to un-see.