[ Maybe it's the fact that Steve is so hyperfocused on avoiding stepping on the vines. Or maybe it's the fact that he recognizes that the point in which Robin usually triggers the vines hasn't happened and they have managed to get further into the house. Maybe it's the sudden realization that they're so close that keeps Steve from feeling the sleight of hand as Eddie slips his rings into his pocket.
But all matter of hope drains out of him when he realizes that something isn't right. Vecna should have taken the bait by now, but something is telling Steve that he's moved on from Max, that she escaped too quickly.
Or he let her go.
Almost as if he is after something else. ]
Stay close to me. [ He doesn't look over his shoulder to make sure Eddie is following, but he suddenly find that he can't move forward because there's a hand on his shoulder, forcing him in place. A hand that feels much too strong to be Eddie's. ]
Hey, man, cut it out. We're almost there. [ He keeps his voice quiet, suddenly fearing that Vecna will overhear them, will recognize the trap they're trying to set.
Steven, did you really think you could get this far without my noticing?
Steve's blood goes cold, his breath coming in shallow gasps as he turns his head just enough so that he can see out of the corner of his eye it isn't Eddie who is with him, but a grotesque figure wearing a tattered version of his clothes. Vecna.
While Steve is busy battling demons in his head, the only indication that something would be wrong would be Steve frozen in place, his eyes glazed over, ghastly white. ]
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But all matter of hope drains out of him when he realizes that something isn't right. Vecna should have taken the bait by now, but something is telling Steve that he's moved on from Max, that she escaped too quickly.
Or he let her go.
Almost as if he is after something else. ]
Stay close to me. [ He doesn't look over his shoulder to make sure Eddie is following, but he suddenly find that he can't move forward because there's a hand on his shoulder, forcing him in place. A hand that feels much too strong to be Eddie's. ]
Hey, man, cut it out. We're almost there. [ He keeps his voice quiet, suddenly fearing that Vecna will overhear them, will recognize the trap they're trying to set.
Steven, did you really think you could get this far without my noticing?
Steve's blood goes cold, his breath coming in shallow gasps as he turns his head just enough so that he can see out of the corner of his eye it isn't Eddie who is with him, but a grotesque figure wearing a tattered version of his clothes. Vecna.
While Steve is busy battling demons in his head, the only indication that something would be wrong would be Steve frozen in place, his eyes glazed over, ghastly white. ]