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"Game over, kid," the distorted voice said as the killer walked over to Jimmy. He quickly pulled out a knife and slammed it towards Jimmy's throat.
Jimmy grabbed a hold of the killer's arm, barely stopping him from stabbing the knife into his neck. I haven't come this far, survived all of this, gotten this close to Cindy, to die now. Jimmy kicked the killer as hard as he could in the stomach. He stumbled back into the wall as Jimmy jumped up onto his feet.
The killer swung his knife at Jimmy's neck. Jimmy ducked. The killer tried to kick-sweep his feet, but Jimmy jumped up in the air and kicked the killer in the face. Wow. That was cool, Jimmy thought as he ran into the kitchen.
The killer wasn't far behind him. Jimmy tried to open the drawer to the gun, but it was locked. "COME ON!" he angrily shouted.
Jimmy looked behind him and saw that the killer was running at him. He ran behind the kitchen table and ducked as the killer threw a knife at his head. While the masked man unsheathed another knife, Jimmy picked up a chair. He ran up to the killer and smashed it into his stomach. The killer dropped the knife as he fell.
Jimmy picked up the knife and ran back to the drawer. The killer grabbed his foot and pulled him to the ground. He slashed Jimmy's ankle with another knife.
"God damn it!" Jimmy shouted in pain. He kicked the killer with his other foot until the killer let go. Jimmy, unable to stand, crawled as fast as he could to the drawer. He slashed the knife into it until he could open it.
The killer got to his feet and ran up to Jimmy. He hit Jimmy hard across the face and stood above him. He pulled yet another knife out of his cloak. "It was supposed to be a simple game, Jimmy. Now, you lose," he said while holding the hilt of the knife.
"Fuck you!" Jimmy shouted as he wrapped his hand around the gun and fired it at the killer.
The killer stumbled backward and fell onto the floor. Jimmy fired several more shots, but they all barely missed the killer's head. He stood over the bruised killer. "Your turn to lose."
The killer picked up a broken piece of wood off the floor and hit Jimmy hard in the chest with it. Jimmy fell onto the floor. The killer jumped up and ran out of the house.
Jimmy lay on the floor for a second, expecting a knife to pierce his skin. Once he realized the killer was gone he grabbed the counter and pulled himself up. He looked at the gun in his hands and aimed it at the floor. He fired it, but nothing happened. Yeah, it was out of bullets. That figures.
Jimmy dropped the gun in shock as the phone started to ring. He limped over to it and picked it up. "What is it now?" he angrily shouted.
"Jimmy! That is not how we answer the phone!" Mrs. Neutron said.
"Oh, hey mom. How's Hawaii?" Jimmy nervously asked.
"Good. Just calling in to check in. We'll be back in a few days. I hope the house will be the same as when we left it?"
Jimmy turned around and looked at the destroyed kitchen. "Yeah. I hope so too."