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Eustace slammed the phone shut and faced Dave. "You up for a quick kidnapping?"
Meanwhile, Jimmy and Cindy were slowly making their way down the halls. Jimmy quickly looked behind him and smiled when he saw that Cindy was still alright.
"Hey Jim, you seem to be the new horror movie expert now that Nick's gone. Any special trilogy rules I should know?" Cindy seriously asked.
"Just to expect the unexpected," Jimmy told her.
As if on cue Dave slowly walked up behind Cindy and knocked her out. Eustace jumped out of a hallway and wrestled Jimmy to the ground.
"I knew it!" Jimmy shouted as he kicked Eustace off of him. He quickly spun around as Eustace jumped at him. In one fluid motion, he reached into his right sock and pulled out the gun. He cocked it and aimed it at Eustace.
"Dude, where'd you get a gun?" Eustace nervously asked as he held his hands up.
Jimmy glanced behind him and saw Dave. He motioned for him to join Eustace. Dave held up his hands and walked over. Jimmy took a few steps backwards towards the unconscious Cindy. "You better pray to god she's ok," he threateningly told them.
Still aiming the gun at Eustace, he quickly checked for Cindy's pulse with his other hand. He stood back up and glared at Eustace. "You went too far, Strytch. Say hello to Steph for me," he said as he tightened his grip on the trigger.
"Wait! You should be thanking me!" Eustace yelled.
That shocked Jimmy enough to keep him from shooting. "Oh, you try to kill me and knock out my girlfriend. You're right, I do owe you a big thank you. I'll be sure to send a fruit basket to your apartment in Hell," he angrily muttered.
"Fire that gun and Cindy's dead. I'm serious, Jimmy," Eustace said. Jimmy was looking at him with a look of pure hatred. "You gotta believe me, Jimmy. You know I don't want to kill her. Just put the gun down and listen."
"And I should believe you why?" Jimmy asked.
"Because you love Cindy enough to stare death in the face just for a chance of saving her," Eustace solemnly told him.
Jimmy lowered the gun slightly. "You better be going somewhere with this."
"I'm going for my phone. Only my phone," Eustace said as he slowly reached into his pocket. He pulled out his cell phone and placed it on the floor. He kicked it towards Jimmy. "Check the Call ID. The killer just called me a minute ago. He said he would kill Cindy if I didn't bring you to him. But Cindy had to have been unaware of the whole thing."
Jimmy picked up the phone and checked the Call ID. It did say that a message had been received several moments ago. He slammed it shut and put it in his pocket. "So you were going to sell me out?"
Eustace held up two fingers. "One, I know you would want to die for her. And two, I would have given you a chance to come up with a better plan. You're not my favorite person, but I'm not going to hand you over to a serial killer that easy."
Jimmy sighed. That was the closest thing to a compliment Eustace had ever given him. "So what the hell are you saying we should do?"
"You come with us and leave her. He wants you, Jimmy. Not her. She'll wake up in a minute and be fine. But we have to make the killer believe we've kidnapped you.
Jimmy lowered the gun to his side and walked over to Eustace. He pushed him against a wall and aimed the gun under his chin. "You're just lucky I love Cindy more than I hate you."