It was a normal day at highschool...well, you wished. You sat outside the office while the principal was talking with a student that you beat the crap out of not too long ago, it was a damn Senior as he decided to just make fun of you not protecting your sibling from the infamous kidnaper, The Grabber, even though he's been dead for awhile now, you still thought about what could've been different.

You stared at your bloody knuckles, they were cut from you wailing his face in, and mostly some of his blood too, you felt someone sitting next to you, you already knew who it was, he pulled you away from that boy so you wouldn't kill him

Finney: "...doin' alright?"

Is all he said, you could hear his slight disappointment from your actions, but he couldn't blame you, imagine getting kidnapped and killing the Kidnaper, only for some kids just to make fun or joke about it. Kids are cruel.

Finney: "Didn't make an effort to clean your hands off?"

He tried to lighten the mood