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“We have identified the victim as 18 year old Hawkins High Senior Patrick McKinney…”
The glow of the TV set filled your living room with an eerie light, casting shadows across the room. You were stretched out on the couch and had barely been paying attention to whatever re-run was on before the special bulletin rolled across the screen.
Your ears perked up at the steady voice of the chief giving the latest update to the murder—well, now murders—that everyone in town was whispering about. You’d even heard someone start talking about devil worship and satanists which was a load of horse shit in your opinion. But it still made you sad and scared and angry—all things you didn’t want on your spring break which was reserved for you, your books, and the existential crisis you were nursing as you plummeted towards graduation.
You sighed, got up from your seat, and turned off the TV before you could hear the rest of the update. Plopping back down on the couch you reached over to flip on the reading lamp next to you and prepared to pick up with the fellowship right where you’d left them, about to start their quest to Mordor.
“Don’t you know that boy?” Your mom’s voice echoed from the kitchen. “What, mom?” You called back, slightly annoyed. “I said, don’t you know that boy?”
I got up again, apparently doomed to never get further than Rivendell and poked my head around the corner. She was staring at the small set she always pulled out and put on the counter when she decided to turn the kitchen table into her craft room.
“Umm yeah, actually I do” you said, shocked to see that face in the grainy photo now splashed across the tiny screen.
“That’s Eddie Munson.”