HENDERSON iii || M.Mayfield

4.6

"Not be a wimp, but can I sit in the car for this visit?"
Robin asked. "'Cause this is gonna totally and royally suck."

It was the next day, and they were going to give
Eddie some supplies and tell him what they had
found the previous night.

"It'll be fine." Nancy dismissed.

"I just can't stand to see those dull eyes of Eddie's
break again." Robin admitted, and Loretta hummed in
agreement. "I really, really can't."

"At least he can drink himself into feeling better."
Steve spoke up, lifting up a six pack as him and
Dustin ate in the book.

"Did your mother ever teach not to speak with a
full?" Etta asked, twisting in her seat.

"Yup." Steve smiled at her, crunching loudly to annoy
her.

"That's what my mum does." Max commented to
Steve's original words, Etta placed her hand on
Max's at this.

"Why don't we give it a trial?" Robin suggested.
"Hey, Eddie, good news first this time. We got you
some Dustin approved junk food and the six pack
you requested. Oh yeah, and we found Vecna. Only
bad news is that he's in that other, darker, much
scarier dimension, that we told you about and the
gates closed, so we have no way of getting to him.
Like he's entirely shut off to us, so basically you're
screwed. And, no, I know you were already screwed,
but now your like doubly, triply screwed."

"Maybe we don't have to put it that way, we could
sound more, I don't know, optimistic?" Etta retorted.

"How about, 'we're one step closer to finding
Vecna.' That's what we say. That's what's
important." Nancy explained.

"See, Robin? A positive spin can make all the difference." Steve commented, continuing to eat
pringles.

"Uh-Huh." Robin muttered.

"Oh shit." Nancy stated.

The car approached the house, and Etta could see
reporters and police and a crowd. Etta played with
her rings, worried for her friend.

"Come on, this way." Nancy stated, leading them on
the otherside of the news van to get a better listen.

"As many of you know," the chief said. "The Roane
County line received a call a little after midnight.
reporting a homicide here on the lake. Officer
Callahan here and myself arrived first on the scene."

"We made our way to the shore of lover's lake,
about ten yards from that house you see behind
me." Chief explained. "It was there that we found the
victim, an 18 year old senior from Hawkins High,
Patrick Mckinney. His limbs.. his body, it was
disfigured, there was an eye witness on the scene.

"We have also identified a person of interest." Chief
stated, making Etta bite her lip. "Eddie Munson. We
encourage anyone with information to please come
forward."

"Shit for brains." Etta sighed.

"This is not good." Steve commented. "Really not
good."

"I know you've got a lot of questions, and I'm going
to answer as many as I can." Powell explained.
"Two o'clock at town Hall, where anyone from Hawkins community is welcome. But right now, I've got some work to do, and I appreciate your understanding."

"I miss you, Hopper." Etta mumbled sadly.

"Dustin, Etta? Can you hear me? Wheeler?"
Etta heard Eddie on the walkie. Dustin grabbed the
walkie and turned around, away from the ears of the
public.

"Eddie. Holy shit." Dustin whispered. "Are you okay?"

"Nah, man. Pretty.. pretty Goddamn far from okay."
Eddie admitted making Etta's face fall at her friends
despair.