Vecna's Pawn || Eddie Munson

~I Like It Cold~

I woke up. If that's what you can even call it.

My body woke up.

"Aaron?!" I hear Eddie's voice shout at me, but it comes out muffled. "Thank god!" He sighs in relief. "I thought you were going to end up like Chrissy."

I put my hand on his shoulder but the action is not my own. "I am fine." I say stiffly.

He looks at me weirdly but ultimately, nods his head in acknowledgment to my statement.

I try to make my voice say something, anything to warn him that it's not me but I can feel the mind flayer pushing against me.

Every time I try, nothing comes out.

I feel like crying but I can't, as I am not in control of my own functions.

I know exactly what the mind flayer is thinking right now.  He wants to get rid of Eddie. Eddie is a distraction to it because if Eddie finds out I'm possessed, he will tell the others.

The words the Flayer want to say come out of my mouth instead of my own. "Eddie, I think our friendship was a bad idea." It blurts.

Eddie looks confused for a moment, before his face morphs into one of hurt. "Why?" He whispers vulnerably.

The Flayer gives him a blank stare. "Because it was a dumb idea. "We hate each other and I think it would be best if we kept our distance."

He covers his hurt face with an indifferent mask. I scream at him not to listen. I yell that I'm sorry. I shout that I didn't mean it. It doesn't matter. He never hears me.

"Fine," he says, his voice trying so hard not to break. "If that's really how you feel then fuck you!" He shouts at me before storming off to the shed.

I feel empty.

I never knew how much I needed Eddie by my side, until he was gone.

This, I think to myself. This is what hopelessness feels like.

The Flayer makes it's way down to the shed, following Eddie. It looks around and that's when I realize that the Flayer is a simple minded creature. It's only aware of it's one goal.

The Flayer would think nothing of it if I happened to tap on the table in Morse code. After all, that is what Will did.

I try to move my fingers. There's nothing at first so I try harder. Eventually I find the right amount of strength to tap my fingers on the floor if I needed. I just have to get the Flayer to sit down.

Unfortunately, something about the shed is making the Flayer uncomfortable and he won't sit until it's fixed.

It walks up to the window and starts to push it open.

"Woah, woah, woah." I hear Eddie's voice interrupt as he stands up from the corner he was sitting in. "You can't just open the windows!!!" He Exclaims. "We're both wanted criminals!" As he steps closer, I notice how is eyes are red and puffy. My heart aches at the thought of him crying. Especially since it's because of me.

"I like it cold." The Flayer states simply.

"Yeah?" Eddie asks sarcastically. "Well I don't give a rats ass what you like right now, understand??"

He raises an eyebrow at me in anger.

"I. Like. It. Cold." The Flayer repeats once more.

Eddie rolls his eyes and goes to close the window but the Flayer grabs his wrist. "No!" It screeches at him.

Eddie flinches at the hardness of my grip. "What the hell is wrong with you, Aaron?! Why are you acting like this??" Eddie questions in pain.

The Flayer realizes his mistake. I can sense it.

It knows that it's behaviour is unusual so he lets go of Eddie's wrist and walks into the opposite corner that Eddie was in, before sitting down.

Eddie looks at me. He sighs in frustration before closing the window and walking back to his corner.

I try to move my fingers but the Flayer is still uncomfortable. He gets up and takes off my jacket.

Eddie looks at me weirdly but doesn't question it. It then takes off my shirt. It's still slightly uncomfortable for him but it knows questions will be asked if it takes my pants off.

"Jesus Christ." Eddie mutters to himself. "It's not even that hot out."

It look over at Eddie to see that he's annoyed.

The Flayer sends him an icy glare. "I like it cold." It seethes at him. Eddie just rolls his eyes.

Everything is quiet right now. I figure this is my best chance at capturing his attention.

I have no idea if Eddie knows Morse code but if he even knows a little bit, he would definitely know S.O.S.

I tap the floor three short times. Then I tap the floor three long times and Eddie looks over at me in curiosity. I then tap the floor three short times once more.

Eddie's eyes widen slightly but he still seems confused.

He gets up and walks to the door, saying that he's going to use the house bathroom. I don't believe him but the Mind Flayer does and that's all that matters.

Now that Eddie's gone and no one is around, I have the time to really feel where I am.

I'm trapped in my own mind.

Well, this isn't good. I think to myself as I remember I'm extremely claustrophobic.

I try to run. Where you may ask?

No fucking clue.

I'm completely surrounded by darkness. The only opening near by is the window used to look through the Flayers eyes.

This isn't like Will, I realize.

The Flayer lived in Will and Will wasn't always in control but he was still himself. I am not. The Flayer is not living in me. I'm living in the Flayer.

My breathing gets heavier. There's a new intense pain in my chest and my hands won't stop shaking.

I know what this is.

I'm having a panic attack.