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Eddie woke with a start and stared up into the dark sky pulsing with red clouds. He breathed heavily as he sat up, looking around wide eyed and confused. He jerked, shaking his head when he felt the insatiable need to hunt. Destroy. Consume.
He stood up slowly, running his hands over his tatted clothes and mended skin. As he looked back towards the trailer he knew what he had to do. Where he had to go.
Who he had to kill.
He had woken up, but he was not the same Eddie Munson who had died.
He was flayed.