Dude 2 stands up. He doesn't 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 1/2 are dead. They're lying in puddles of their own blood
There's 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. Blood's spilled across the driveway. Forms some kind of fractal pattern on the concrete. The boy's 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 1's corpse. The phones still in the guy's pocket. The Boy reaches down and takes it. Looks at the caller ID. It just says ROSCOE'S 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 it's a prank or something. He doesn't see anything. He puts the phone back up to his ear. Nothing
He hangs up. f** 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