the freak (eddie munson)

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Rose Vila Wheeler

"You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen." He says looking down at me with a smile on his face.

I've never been in a position like this where things just felt so intimate, so true.
But here I am now. In this position feeling all things here with 'the freak'.

Eddie is far from the things people say about him. And sometimes I wish everyone could see him how I do.
I wish everyone could get to know him like I have.

Because then everyone would love him.

I watch him as he dresses himself in his usual hellfire shirt and black jeans.
He places a black bandanna on his head and I tie my hair up.

"I'm gonna go outside, I left my bullets with Nancy." I say.
He nods his head and I walk out of his trailer outside.

Honestly who knows what's going to happen a few moments from now.

The night is coming quick. Sooner or later I'll be back down there. 
The plan is risky.
But it's a plan. And a plan is really our only form of hope right now.

"Rose!" I hear a familiar voice call my name.

I turn around and I see nothing.
I look around confused behind the trees, but I can't make out anyone to be around.

I turn back around and begin to quicken my pace but I hear my voice being called again. This time it's clear that the voice is Chrissy.

"Rose!"

I turn back around to see her. Standing right in front of me. I see her bleeding eyes, I see her dead corpse.

I gasp and I turn away to run.

But I'm faced with darkness as soon as I turn around. Everything around me fades to the blackness.

Why is this happening I'm not dreaming?

I find myself in the void.

"You don't have much time left." I hear Vecna's bitter grievous voice.
I feel my body to make sure I'm still actually here.
I pinch myself to make sure I'm not dreaming.

But I'm here, and it's real life. This is actually happening to me.

I turn around knocking into his cold rigid body.
I watch him as he holds his hand above my head, and unwillingly, my head moves up so I'm forced to look him in the eye.

His rangy discolored hand places above my face and I feel a strain in my neck pulling me up.

I can't panic or react due to the imprisoned grip he has on me.

"Your time has almost come..."

His voice echoes through my head in one ear out the other.

Eventually my eyes break open and I look all around me.
Only to see the familiar trailer park.

My lungs feels thick and dense like there's something weighing down there.

Instantly I run looking all around me.

"Woah woah- hey- hey." I stop in front of me gasping once I feel someone grab my arm.

I look in front of me to see Steve with a worried look on his face.

"Hey..." He looks me in the eye attempting to read me and my emotions.

I feel his arm making sure he's real. Making sure that he's really here.
And he is.