"I see 'em." Bill informed him as his weak protest and resistance to the collar met with little reaction. God, he was really going to die in some dude's basement wasn't he? The fear started to creep over him as he looked at Barty, a little desperate.

"I didn't do nothing that bad." So he pried around but all he took was some socks and a credit card he could cancel easy. It wasn't fair. As childish as it was. "You started it."