((DISCLAIMER!! USE IF YOU READ THE BOOK OF BILL TO UNDERSTAND))

As Bill continued to torment Stanford, making his bones pop out from his sockets, sending huge waves of agonizing and excruciating pain. Oh, how so badly he wanted to scream, cry, shout, or make the slightest noise, but nothing came.

SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU CROSS ME OVER?! NEVER CROSS ME OVER, SIXER!

Bill yelled, increasing his pain by a lot, as Stanford felt every bone in his body break and shatter into pieces, the unbearable pain getting to him..

Before suddenly.. Stanford shot up from his bed, breathing heavily and sweating beads as some of the pain on his bones lingered a bit, making him wince a bit. He looked around, seeing he was in his cabin, in his bedroom. He knows it wasn't a dream.. He still could hear the faint yelling of Bill and the lingering pain.