Randy felt very bad about what he had done. Heather was a friend to him, a little annoying, but still. How could he agree to help Mickey on a murderous rampage? Mickey was involved with Sidney's death. Randy knew he had to fucking kill him before he took the life of another innocent victim. Although Stu wasn't that innocent, he said Billy made him do it all. If Stu was smart, he would have told the police.
11:00pm.
"Ok Randy, Stu just got out of the hospital, are you ready?" Asked Mickey.
"Yeah, I guess, what do you want me to do?"
"Ok first, do you want to be the killer, or the caller?"
Randy had a very good idea coming to his head.
"The killer of course."
"That's what I thought. Ok, put the costume on."
Randy quickly put the ghostmask costume on as Mickey was fumbling with the phone.
"Ok Randy, there he is, I'm goin to cal him, so get ready."
Randy ran all around the fence, to the other side of Stu where Mickey couldn't see him.
! RING RING !
"Hello?" Asked Stu.
"Hello Stu." the mysterious voice said.
"Ok, who is this?"
"Your killer."
Then the other line on Stu's cell phone rang.
"Uhh ok, can you hang on a minute, this is kind of funny, I have another call though."
Stu went on his other line.
"Hello?" He asked again.
"Stu, thank God. It's Randy. Listen, Mickey is going to try to kill you ok, I'm in the costume though, he's on the phone, so basically he wants me to kill you."
"So, the phone call is Mickey, and it's real?"
"Yes."
"And..you're planning on killing me?"
"No no..I'm going to pretend to kill you, I'll act like I plunged the knife into you, and you act as if it was real. Then when Mickey comes running over, I'll stab him for real."
"How do I know this isn't part of the plan?"
"Stu, I hate Mickey now, he got Sid killed!"
"Ok ok, so when are you going to do this?"
"Soon, and hang up now."
Stu switched to his other line, scared of what would happen next.
"So uhh, what do you want?"
"To see what your insides look like!"
"Is that the best you got, because my old frien Billy came up with that one."
"Oh that's right, you're the fuck who couldn't finish your job, you couldn't even kill Sidney Prescoot, or Randy Meeks!"
"You fucker!"
Then Randy jumped out of the bush. Stu made a fake yell, but it sounded real. Randy pretended to plundge the knife into Stu's chest. Stu fell to the ground, and "died".
Mickey came running out of the other bush.
"Holy shit Randy, that was fucking awesome!" Mickey yelled.
"Yeah, it was."
Then Randy picked up the knife and stabbed Mickey in his chest.
"What the fuck !"
"I'm sorry Mickey, you're the enemy."
Mickey quickly pulled out a needle from his pocket and injected Randy, having sleeping fluid inject into Randy's bloodstream.
"You fucker!" yelled Randy. Then he fell to the ground.
Stu just laid there, he wanted to act dead still.
Mickey wasn't bleeding so bad, he knew Randy would turn on him, so he came prepared. A bulletproof vest was under his jacket.
"Damn, Randy sure has some guts to turn on me. oh well, I'll give him a taste of his own medicine, and then we'll see who's the bigger man."
Then Stu sneezed.
"What the fuck?" yelld Mickey. "I thought you were dead Stu.
"No, he missed me, did you just kill Randy?"
"No, he's in a deep sleep, I'm going to beat the shit out of him when he wakes up."
"Umm ok, I'm going to pretend none of this ever happend..."
"Hell no you're not, you're a witness, and you have to die."
No Mickey please, I can help..."
Mickey took out his knife and plundged it into Stu's head, killing his instantly.
"Now all I have to do is get Randy up to my dorm without it looking so obvious."