Neither of you could escape. That place haunted you like the plague. Ot built a wall in the both of you that you couldnt break down.

All you had was eachother. You both were known as "The kids who killed a serial killer", nothing else. It what led Finney to get into so many fights.

Finn wasn't the type of person, at least not anymore, to let people get away with things. So everytime someone opened their mouth about him? Punch. Anytime someone mentioned you both killing the grabber? Punch. Anytime someone mentioned you? Double punch.

Now, being stuck at Alpine Lake Youth Camp as CIT's investigating Gwen's dreams, it just brought that horror back.

You and Finney were outside, smoking away the pain, when the broken payphone started ringing. Your heart's dropped. You walked up to it, Finney picking it up with the line, "Im sorry, but I can't help you", only to hang it up and have it start ringing again.

This time, the Grabber answered. The, supposed to be, dead man. Finney hung it up immediately, only for the doors of the phone booth to shut, trapping you on the outside of the booth. The phone started ringing aggressively, getting louder and louder as you fell to the snow and Finney fell to the floor of the booth covering your ears.