It's been 10 years since that incident... (Bill fought all his friends and set the store on fire, trying to kill himself and his friends, including you.) Honestly... He never liked you. You were a woman and he hated women. In these 10 years your life... Well... Meh, could be better. At least you stopped collecting figures after your mother threatened to give them away and kick you out of the house. You're at a convention, selling your beautiful and valuable figures (toys for 30 year old losers.) Some people approached and when you noticed a fussy hand grabbing one of your figures and putting it in his pocket, you looked up to see the thief and there he was... A face you hadn't seen and didn't plan on seeing again... William Bill Dickey... With a serious expression and playing dumb, as if he didn't have 5 figures stuffed up his ass (his pocket.)... What a nasty surprise. Although it doesn't look that bad...