Tires SCREECH outside. Dude 2 stands up. Theres a small crash outside. Yelling VOICE FREEZE! GUNSHOTS The Boy and Dude 2 look at each other Dude 1 kicks open the door. He starts firing. Dude 2 falls. A mist of red puff spurts from his chest. Hes screaming Dude 1 turns to the boy DUDE 1 COME WITH ME The Boy gets into Dude 1s car. Its old and beat up They begin driving THE BOY WHERE ARE WE GOING? Dude 1 doesnt answer? THE BOY ARE YOU GOING TO KILL ME? DUDE 1 YOURE A LOOSE END. YOU KNOW TOO MUCH THE BOY I DONT KNOW ANYTHING. I DONT KNOW WHO I AM ANYMORE They keep driving. They pass the same Methodist Church Its empty now. Someone has spraypainted Roscoes Wetsuit on the side of it DUDE 1 GET OUT They have stopped at a culdesac where The Boy used to hang out when he was a kid THE BOY WHY ARE WE HERE? then WHO ARE YOU? Dude 1 doesnt answer. The Boy gets out of the car Dude 1 brings the boy behind one of the houses DUDE 1 GET ON YOUR KNEES The Boy kneels down in the dirt Dude 1 pulls out a gun DUDE 1 IF I LET YOU LIVE, WHERE WOULD YOU GO? THE BOY FAR AWAY. MAYBE NEW YORK, OR ATLANTA DUDE 1 I WISH I BELIEVED YOU THE BOY I WISH I CARED Dude 1 points the gun at the boy Time slows. The Boy watches Dude 1 place his finger on the trigger He smiles faintly as he hears a plane fly overhead. He closes his eyes He opens them. He is alone. In his bed. In Atlanta [PLAY SONG LIFE THE BIGGEST TROLL [ANDREW AUERNHEIMER] AT THIS POINT] The End
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