Erin visibly thinks that over for a bit, and then shakes her head. "I don't think you wanna know. It'll only make your life worse. The important bit is this: I've got some of the story, about Hawkins. From you, a bit. Another guy by the name of Eddie, and a lass named Chrissy, a cheerleader if memory serves. About some shit normal people wouldn't believe. I don't gotta bring it up again, but you had a right to know. And I can be a good listener, if you need one."