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Tires SCREECH outside. Dude 2 stands up. There's a small crash outside
Yelling
VOICE: FREEZE!
GUNSHOTS
The Boy and Dude 2 look at each other. Dude 1 runs outside only to be torn apart by a jet of bullets. The Boy’s phone falls out of his pocket
He finally understood. At least he thought he did, in his own mind
Dude 2: Fuck!
Dude 2 runs and grabs the boy and puts him in another room
Dude 2: Fuck, I can’t get taken out like him
Why did he care so much about how he’d be “taken out”? It’s bound to happen to everyone, that’s life
Dude 2: If I’m going out I’ll make sure I see you in hell later on!
Dude 2 puts his gun in his mouth and fires. The Boy looked on in silence
*****[PLAY SONG "LIFE: THE BIGGEST TROLL" AT THIS POINT]*****
Only a matter of time, the voices kept getting louder, the door was left open
The Boy: I don’t know who I am anymore
What a trivial thing to say, as if he tried to find out who he was. Or maybe he’s nothing at all
Time was running out, but his body moved on its own. He found a box and wrote down all of his fears, it was indescribable. He took a picture of it and uploaded it to Instagram. Everyone would see just before the cops
He lies back, looks up at the ceiling and sees “ROSCOE”S WETSUIT” scribbled into it. The voices grew louder, angrier, tomorrow would feel like the last day, but today would not. Sometimes you just can’t explain things
The Boy: You’re here now, you have to help me
He says this to “ROSCOE’S WETSUIT “, which has become dependable, which is always needed
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Yelling
VOICE: FREEZE!
GUNSHOTS
The Boy and Dude 2 look at each other. Dude 1 runs outside only to be torn apart by a jet of bullets. The Boy’s phone falls out of his pocket
He finally understood. At least he thought he did, in his own mind
Dude 2: Fuck!
Dude 2 runs and grabs the boy and puts him in another room
Dude 2: Fuck, I can’t get taken out like him
Why did he care so much about how he’d be “taken out”? It’s bound to happen to everyone, that’s life
Dude 2: If I’m going out I’ll make sure I see you in hell later on!
Dude 2 puts his gun in his mouth and fires. The Boy looked on in silence
*****[PLAY SONG "LIFE: THE BIGGEST TROLL" AT THIS POINT]*****
Only a matter of time, the voices kept getting louder, the door was left open
The Boy: I don’t know who I am anymore
What a trivial thing to say, as if he tried to find out who he was. Or maybe he’s nothing at all
Time was running out, but his body moved on its own. He found a box and wrote down all of his fears, it was indescribable. He took a picture of it and uploaded it to Instagram. Everyone would see just before the cops
He lies back, looks up at the ceiling and sees “ROSCOE”S WETSUIT” scribbled into it. The voices grew louder, angrier, tomorrow would feel like the last day, but today would not. Sometimes you just can’t explain things
The Boy: You’re here now, you have to help me
He says this to “ROSCOE’S WETSUIT “, which has become dependable, which is always needed
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