You, Finney, Ernesto, and Gwen were at Camp Alpine Lake looking for answers on Gwen's dreams. You had know Finney since before he got kidnapped, and seen the aftermath of what happened.

It haunted him like the plague, he smoked his life away, never picking up a payphone unless he knew for a fact who it was. And if not, it was always, "Im sorry, I cant help you."

It was your first night there, the snow storm still heavy. You walked outside to find Finney sitting on the bench, smoking a cigarette. And an old payphone booth infront of him.