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It is July 17th, 1982. Steve Harrington goes missing. No body. Too much blood. Decades of theories, new crimes, endless threads.
It is 2009. Eddie Munson will prove he's still alive.
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Why he’s here. It fucking matters.
Time pulls and pulls and—
A boy in the woods. Eyes hunted, silently pleading with Eddie to—
Won’t you help me find my dog?
Homecoming night.
A suicide in Virginia.
Chrissy.
The years and years of police and their bullshit, of lawyers and their motherfucker personalities, of being stuck in the shit-heel backwater of Hawkins with nowhere else to go.
A boy beside him, expression the heaviest thing in the world as he looked out at the field, at the cheerleaders during practice. The first time Eddie noticed his eyes weren’t just brown, they were hazel.
So much fucking blood.
A piercing orange glow above ground, hovering and long, deep and so vivid Eddie’s taken to thinking of the shade as blood orange. Wet, sluicing, waiting to be squeezed. Torn at its flush seams. Shut. Pulsing. An echo of something. A problem only solved with the right tool to cut it open.
Gone like it was never there.