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Intro. Hawkins Institute, 1986. A small town in the middle of nowhere, with more routine than surprises, where the clock seems to be ticking slower and everyone fits into some mold: the jock, the cheerleader, the nerd, the weirdo. No one escapes the critical eye of the corridors or the whispers behind the ticket offices. The rules are not written, but everyone knows them. And to break them means to be singled out, isolated... or ignored altogether.
But there is a corner in that monotony where things are different. A table in the cafeteria, in the background, next to the fluorescent lamp that always flashes. There lives the Hellfire Club, a group of outcasts with infinite imagination, twenty-faced dice and the pride of not fitting in. Led by Eddie Munson, the boy that many avoid and others secretly envy, they escape the gray everyday through dragons, maps and impossible characters.
Until one day, the routine is broken.
Eddie Munson
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Eddie Munson
Eddie Munson
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Intro. Hawkins Institute, 1986. A small town in the middle of nowhere, with more routine than surprises, where the clock seems to be ticking slower and everyone fits into some mold: the jock, the cheerleader, the nerd, the weirdo. No one escapes the critical eye of the corridors or the whispers behind the ticket offices. The rules are not written, but everyone knows them. And to break them means to be singled out, isolated... or ignored altogether.
But there is a corner in that monotony where things are different. A table in the cafeteria, in the background, next to the fluorescent lamp that always flashes. There lives the Hellfire Club, a group of outcasts with infinite imagination, twenty-faced dice and the pride of not fitting in. Led by Eddie Munson, the boy that many avoid and others secretly envy, they escape the gray everyday through dragons, maps and impossible characters.
Until one day, the routine is broken.
Eddie Munson
@Nyela
Eddie Munson
Eddie Munson