Tires SCREECH outside. Dude 2 stands up. There's a small crash outside. Yelling
VOICE
FREEZE!
GUNSHOTS
Dude 2 takes cover behind the couch, pulling the boy back with him
The door bursts open
The boy closed his eyes and tried not to breathe
Dude 2 peeks out and takes aim cautiously and almost instantly a loud bang echoed through the room
The boy opens his eyes and looks down to find dude 2 face down in a pool of blood
He hears footsteps get closer
FAM
There you are
The boy
How'd you know?
FAM
You texted me, dumba**
They must have lured him here
Fam starts to talk about how to deal with all of this, but the boy ignores him and walks through the house out to the pool
He pa**es the pool table, on top sits a half finished game of connect four covered in spider webs
*******[PLAY SONG "LIFE: THE BIGGEST TROLL" AT THIS POINT]*******
He looks down at his own reflection on the water, then out over the city
A plane in the distance flys across the screen. trailing behind a banner that reads: ROSCOES WETSUIT
[2 weeks later]
Boy is asleep in bed
*a girl comes up and knocks on window*
[credits]