<div class="floatleft">(http://imageshack.us/a/img690/4042/edmundentin.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Billy Wilson<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Jack’s apartment<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: white button shirt, blue vest, brown slacks<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Open/Everyone<br/><br/>The loud bangs on the door seemed to have the same effect on almost everyone in the room—they nearly jumped out of their seats. The person on the other side of the door, Thomas, was upset about someone tinkering with his car. Billy was about to dismiss his claims, but Michael confirmed that someone was indeed sabotaging their rides. Jack assumed it was this Dean person that had been following them. It made sense, so now they had to do something about it.<br/><br/><strong>“Hello there, I’m Billy Wilson.”</strong>He said to Thomas, introducing himself. As Tristyn left to face Dean, Billy heard Elizabeth’s concerned words and realized these two were more than they appeared. The tone in her voice reflected great worry, which only meant they were, or had been, close at some point.<br/><br/>Billy was about to follow the others outside, but Elena seemed to take charge and went to talk to the man, hoping to reason with him and avoid violence. Billy knew what he would do in regards to Dean, but he would let the handling of that situation to the others for the moment. Maybe what Dean was doing didn’t make much sense, as Madelyn said, but nothing made sense today. Who knew what that man had in mind? Perhaps he wanted to isolate them.<br/><br/><strong>“I’ll check what I can see from up here.”</strong>Billy said as he moved to the small balcony along with Chrissa and looked out to the parking lot. He stayed there, despite Elizabeth’s cries to avoid violence. She was too naïve, too innocent, for this world. She had not been pointed a gun at, either, so how would she know he and Jack were almost gunned down at the school. How would she understand how things had changed in just mere hours? If this Dean fellow pulled out a gun, Billy would silence him, snipe him from up here. That is, if Chrissa didn’t do it first.