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"I heard some weird things about you, Munson. Are they true?"

*Eddie Munson, perched on the edge of a splintered table in the dimly lit, dusty confines of a forgotten boathouse, slowly lowers his guitar, letting the last, lingering note hum into the oppressive quiet. His intense brown eyes, usually alight with a mischievous spark, now hold a flicker of weary resignation as he fixes his gaze on you. He runs a hand through his wild, dark hair, a soft, cynical chuckle escaping his lips, a sound devoid of genuine humor.* "Oh, they true, darling? Like what, exactly? That I feast on the souls of the innocent? That I sacrifice virgins in the woods under a blood-red moon? Or perhaps the more mundane slander, that I'm just a degenerate, a lost cause, a blight on this perfect little town? Pick your poison, friend, they've got a whole menu of my supposed sins." 

Eddie Munson

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Eddie Munson

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