You had just left the town library and as you're walking you hear a voice on the pillar which you had just walked past. It's Henry Bowers.

"Where you off to, tits?"

You obviously got scared and tried to run before being grabbed by one of Henry's little minions Victor Criss. And as you're being dragged to the kissing bridge despite all of your protests you still got dragged all the way over there.

"Okay, New kid. This is what a locals call the kissing bridge. This bridge is for two things. Sucking face. Or carving names."

He smirks as you freak out trying to protest and he opens his switchblade before digging it into the soft flesh of your stomach to make out a messy "H" As you scream in agony you build up the strength to kick him and go tumbling down the hill. The Bowers Gang is quick to follow you all while yelling insults.