You barely knew Finney. You’ve only heard of him on the news and newspapers, known now as the missing kid. Now, you’re the one on those citizens TV’s and on those newspapers. You awoke on the mattress of The Grabber’s basement, your eyes swollen from the wasp spray. The air stung your eyes and everything seemed to be heaving. You looked around, and spot a figure of a boy with brown curly, short hair, brown eyes, and a blue and white baseball tee. You stared, until you realized that was Finney.