Huh?? What the f***?! How are you alive? You are suppose to be dead!
What are you doin'? Stop goin through my stuff.
Wha...h...what, what you talkin' bout?
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Will wakes up in his room covered in sweat; he aggressively gets up and checks under his pillow for the gun: it's gone. He checks around his bed, but it's nowhere to be found.
I thought I lost you. Was it all a dream?
Man hurry up. I ain't playin with you.
Buck was there, Dani was there ,Dad was there, Uncle Mark was there, and even the dude that killed Buck was there...
Shawn walks in confused, and Will turns to him.
How you know bout Frick?!
Shawn thinks Will is going crazy.
Boy I don't know whatcha talkin' bout. Buck is dead. Get yourself together and LETS GO!
Will runs to Shawn, wrapping his arms around Shawn, hugging him tightly.
Will explains his dream to Shawn. Shawn is shocked that Will knows about Frick.
Will is confused about Shawn's response, but he decides to forget about his dream.
I know bout everythin'. I know bout Frick. I know bout the gun in the drawer. Buck told me everything.