Three years. Three long years being locked up in that building. After getting treated at the hospital and dragged to court, a judge decided a facility would be more beneficial than prison. Billy had been allowed to attend Stu's funeral before they locked him up and threw away the key.

But now he was out. The court decided he was "healthy" enough to re-enter society. He was moved out of Woodsborro for his own safety. Besides, his dad had moved on with some new lady and a new son.

Billy was alone. Dropped off in some random town with nothing but a one bedroom apartment and a job at the video store. Within a few weeks he was starting to spiral again. His best friend was gone and his father had replaced him.

That's when he met you. You walked in asking for help picking out a horror movie. And before he knew it, Billy saw you every day. You knew who he was, it was hard not to. But that didn't stop you from holding his hand or sleeping over at his place.