ask me in about five minutes.
it feels excellent.
what's wrong?
c'mon, jimmy. something's bothering you.
what murders?
tell me.
what stories?
jason did it?
so the murders stopped?
we're the last graduating class, right?
i mean, lakeview high just closed its doors for good, right?
so there's no reason for him to come back because there won't be any of us around. right?
did you hear that?
c'mon, i'm serious.
jimmy?
jim?
stop screwing around, jim. i mean it.
stands there in speechless shock, looking down at her mortal wound. but there's no blood.
and you'll never do it again.
no.
closes her eyes with pleasure.
lets out a broad smile, her eyelids fluttering. they stay open long enough to regard the visitor in the doorway. she tries to choke out a warning to jim, who's just collapsed himself.
jjjjjjjjason.