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As Jimmy and Cindy ran down the hallway they looked over their shoulders. The killer wasn't too far behind them. Jimmy fell to the ground as the killer tackled him.

Both of the children dropped their flashlights. Jimmy dropped his, which shattered, when he fell to the ground. Cindy dropped hers when Jimmy screamed. It fell on the power button, which shut it off. She got down on her hands and knees and tried to find it.

Jimmy and the killer rolled around on the floor, neither able to see the other. The killer reached into his costume and pulled out his gun. Jimmy knocked it out of his hands and pulled out his knife. Jimmy slashed the killer across the face with it, but he only succeeded in tearing the mask apart. The killer ripped it off.

Cindy desperately tried to find the flashlight. She could hear Jimmy trying to fend off the killer. God, every single one of my friends was killed today. Please don't take Jimmy from me.

Jimmy slashed wildly with the knife, but only tore off parts of the killer's costume. The killer jumped off of Jimmy and took a few steps back. The torn fragments of his costume were getting in the way, so he ripped them off and threw them on the ground. He pulled out his knife and lunged at Jimmy.

Cindy finally found the flashlight and pushed the power on. She shone the light on the gun, which lay in the middle of the three people. She and the killer lunged for it at the same time. Jimmy pulled the killer back onto the floor, who continued to fight him.

Cindy scooped up the gun and held it in one hand, the flashlight in the other. She shone the light on the two boys tumbling around. It's, it's Jimmy!

"FREEZE!" she shouted. She cocked the gun and aimed it at them. They both moved a few steps away from each other and stood up with their hands raised. In front of her stood two Jimmy's who looked exactly alike.

What is going on here?" she nervously asked.

"It's obvious. This is my evil clone, and he's trying to kill us," one Jimmy said.

"He's lying! He's the evil clone!" the other one said.

"Cindy, don't you know that the real one is me?" the first Jimmy said.

"Come on Cindy, look in your heart. After all we've been through, you have to know it's me!" the other Jimmy pleaded.

Cindy took a few steps back, keeping the gun steadily aimed at the both of them. God, how do I tell which one is real? They both have knives, they look the same, they sound the same. What do I do? "Both of you shut up and move away from each other!" she yelled while waving the gun. The two Jimmy's did as told.

"When's my birthday?" she asked.

"December 29th!" one said.

"November 11!" the other yelled.

Cindy sighed. "How can you not know my birthday!" Idiots. She thought for a moment. "What did you give me on that island?"

"A pearl!" they both shouted.

Cindy mentally slapped herself. This obviously wasn't going to work. The three of them stood in silence for a moment. Suddenly Cindy had an idea. She put the flashlight on the floor. She smiled as she pulled out the cell phone. "Either of you move and I shoot you dead."

She flipped it open and checked the caller ID. She dialed the killer's number. One Jimmy grinned widely, the other grimaced. Cindy turned the gun at the Jimmy where the ringing was coming from.

"You lose," Cindy told him.

"Shit," was all he had time to say before Cindy emptied the gun's bullets into his head.