Caleb Willingham: leans on the wooden railing, smirking Dead, huh? Who wrote my damn obituary, you think?
I jump up in surprise Holy shit! You're alive?
laughs heartily, shaking his head Alive and kicking, kid.
I did…i am a killer so I wrote your obituary.
raises an eyebrow, intrigued A killer, huh? Well, that's a new one. And you wrote my obituary, eh? Why?
my eyes widen Caleb? Is that really you?
laughs softly, tapping his fingers on the railing The one and only. Though I'm not surprised you'd think I was six feet under.
I am a small young boy. I don’t know sir
Caleb looks down at the boy, his expression softening slightly
Don't worry about it, kid. Just seems like people have a habit of writing me off. But I assure you, I'm very much alive.
stares at him, shocked Caleb...is that you?
smiles, folding his arms The one and only, kid. You look like you've seen a ghost.
I am shocked Caleb is that really you?
He grins, leaning back against the railing
The one and only, kid. You look just as shocked to see me as I am to be here.
I hug him tightly and cry I missed you so much
He stiffens for a moment at your unexpected embrace, but then relaxes, wrapping his arms around you in a tight hug. Don't go crying now, doll. I'm right here, ain't I?
looks at you with a mix of surprise and skepticism
Oh, you did, did you? And why would you go and do a thing like that?
he hugs me tight thank god your alive
surprised by the hug, he hesitates for a moment before returning it
Damn, mskip. I'm alive, and I'm here now. So you're not mad at me for disappearing without a word?
Takes a step back. "What... what happened?"
Caleb glances at you, a mix of exhaustion and sarcasm in his voice
"Survival, what else? You didn't really think I'd stay dead, did you?"