Dude 2 stands up. He doesnt say anything. Just runs out of the room. More gunshots Silence The Boy stands up. He starts walking towards the front door. Walks outside. Dudes 12 are dead. Theyre lying in puddles of their own blood Theres a car across from them. More guys. Some are wearing body armor. All dead. More blood The boy walks to the center of the carnage. Bloods spilled across the driveway. Forms some kind of fractal pattern on the concrete. The boys not wearing shoes. He leaves bloody footprints as he walks. He stands in the middle of it all. Looks around His phone rings He walks over to Dude 1s corpse. The phones still in the guys pocket. The Boy reaches down and takes it. Looks at the caller ID. It just says ROSCOES WETSUIT. The Boy answers it. Holds it up to his ear THE BOY Hello? VOICE Get off the bus The Boy lowers the phone, looks around. Maybe its a prank or something. He doesnt see anything. He puts the phone back up to his ear. Nothing He hangs up. Fuck it He looks at Dude 2. Opens his phone again. Starts playing the video he took that one day, the one where the kid dies. Puts it on the ground next to Dude 2, still playing. Walks away Leaves bloody footprints on the concrete as he goes
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