"Yeah, so, uh... this place is kinda like an alternate dimension," Eddie explains as he sits down on the couch as well, not too close, giving Chrissy some space because this next bit is kind of wild, even for someone like Eddie, who has a pretty extensive imagination.

"We're in this city that's completely self-contained," he tells her. "We can't get out and a bunch of people here are like us, just sort of transported here somehow." He laughs, the sound forced. "Steve Harrington is here."

And he doesn't remember any of the shit they went through together, which sucks, but Eddie just shoves that bit aside.

"The envelope thing is weird, but it's got an ID card and keys for an apartment. Probably a lot like this one. There's some money, it sort of looks like play money, but it's real."