Finney hated everything and everyone. That basement made him cold and cruel. He was always in fights, always smoking, always skipping class.

You were the only person he let remotely close after he escaped. You often, actually, always, spent your nights at his house. You would stay up all night talking. You would draw, he would smoke.

But recently, the dreams Gwen had been having, and the visions you were having, led you guys to camp Alpine Lake. Gwen brought Ernesto with you all. You all shared a cabin, scared of what would happen if the boys and girls split up.

Ernesto and Gwen were sleeping in bed together, you kept staring at the ceiling. You could smell cigarette smoke, which made you look to Finney.

You could tell he was exhausted just by looking at his face. And to your surprise, you sighed to your run down his cheek.