Billy stood there..his eyes barely open. He didn't think he'd ever see him again. The upside down was cold. The wind stingingly cold, the sky a dark blue, illuminating the clearing Billy and the other teens stood in in a dark almost purple hue.

He was staring ahead, his heart pounding. His white tank top was still torn to shreds, the unhealed wounds on his stomach very shakily wrapped.

Billy stumbled as he stood there..the group staring at him with pure shock.