_{Swear. If it isn’t dead, if it ever comes back… We’ll come back, too.}

_{I told you, Bill. I fucking told you. I don’t wanna die. It’s your fault. You punched me in the face, you made me walk through shitty water, you brought me to a fucking crackhead house, and now… I’m gonna have to kill this fucking clown. Welcome to the losers club, asshole!}