[Even though he asked for a minute, having the peace and quiet does nothing to help Steve come to a conclusion any faster than when the lights were flickering. The truth is that whether this thing, this entity that is communicating with him is good or bad, it doesn't really seem to matter. It chose him. In order to keep everyone else safe, he's going to have to see what it wants.
He's preparing himself to turn around again when he hears the crackling of his stereo turning on. He jumps as he turns to it, eyes widening as it settles on a station Steve has never listened to before. He doesn't know the song but he can recognize the screaming for what it is; metal.]
Munson?!
[Steve rushes to the tape deck, falling to his knees in front of it as he puts his hands on either side. He remembers the stories that Jonathan told about Will's time in the Upside Down, how he was able to use music sometimes. There isn't a single other person Steve knows that would be playing this. It has to be Eddie.
The only problem is that Steve saw Eddie. Touched him, held him, felt his body go cold. Eddie is supposed to be dead.]
Shit, shit, shit. Eddie? What the hell? How are you doing this?
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He's preparing himself to turn around again when he hears the crackling of his stereo turning on. He jumps as he turns to it, eyes widening as it settles on a station Steve has never listened to before. He doesn't know the song but he can recognize the screaming for what it is; metal.]
Munson?!
[Steve rushes to the tape deck, falling to his knees in front of it as he puts his hands on either side. He remembers the stories that Jonathan told about Will's time in the Upside Down, how he was able to use music sometimes. There isn't a single other person Steve knows that would be playing this. It has to be Eddie.
The only problem is that Steve saw Eddie. Touched him, held him, felt his body go cold. Eddie is supposed to be dead.]
Shit, shit, shit. Eddie? What the hell? How are you doing this?