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Jimmy and Cindy ran to the other end of the woods as the shouts of Sheen and Carl faded into the background. Cindy looked over to Jimmy. "How long do you think it will take to get back to the other end of the woods?"

Jimmy thought a moment. "If we hurry, maybe three of four hours."

"You sure this will work?"

"Almost positive," Jimmy said with a smile. "Sheen and Carl fire a gunshot. The cops hear it and think that they shot me. Carl shouts Don't!. Sheen tells him that you tried to kill him, and to let you do it. Another gunshot rings out, and the cops think you die. Sheen and Carl surrender, the cops think we're both dead."

Jimmy paused a moment to take a breath. He loved explaining his genius to anyone who would listen. "A few minutes will go by before Sheen and Carl step out of the woods. The cops will think they're taking care of the bodies, which they will never find. We're still alive, after all. But what Sheen and Carl are really doing is killing an animal. I still feel bad about that, by the way. They smear the blood over themselves to make the cops think they were handling the dead bodies, then get rid of the animal carcass."

"They tell the cops that they shot me and you committed suicide. With them covered in blood, they just might believe it. they'll call the cops away from surrounding the woods. Maybe they'll search the woods for a body. By the time they test the blood and realize it's not ours, we'll be long gone."

Jimmy smiled smugly while staring over at Cindy. Cindy sighed and shook her head in disgust, but she was smiling a little.

"It's a good plan, Jimmy, but you didn't have to explain the whole thing over again," she told him.

Jimmy shrugged as they stopped and leaned against some trees. Jimmy tossed a water bottle to Cindy and took a sip from his own. "What can I say? I'm proud of it."

Cindy eyed him playfully while she guzzled down the contents of her bottle. "And, Mr. Genius, what would your plan be after we escape from the magical forest?"

Jimmy stared back at her. "We end this whole freakin' ordeal. I miss laying on a real bed. I just want to get home."

Cindy frowned a little and stared down at the ground. "At least the others are back home. They'll be in jail, but they'll see their families."

Jimmy walked over and put a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, Cind. We're going back to Retroville soon. And we're definitely going to pay your mom a little visit."

Jimmy put his water bottle back in his backpack and wiped the sweat off of his forehead. Cindy stared at him as he slung his backpack over his shoulder once again.

"What?" he asked her.

"Did you mean what you said. You think I'm a genius?" she asked with hope.

Jimmy wrapped his arm around her shoulders and kissed her forehead. "Of course. You fell for me, didn't you?" he playfully tol her.

Cindy followed him as he began to quickly walk through the forest. "How do you know I'm not just being nice to you because I need your help?" she flirtatiously asked.

Jimmy stopped and stared at her. "Have you ever asked for my help before? No. Something's changed."

Cindy looked at the boy in front of her. With his determined eyes and sweat-plastered hair, he had never looked better. "Guess you're right," she whispered while scooting closer to him. She fingered the pearl still resting around her neck.

Jimmys smiled as he saw she was still wearing the necklace. He softly kissed her cheek. "Come on. We better get moving."

Cindy nodded as they began to continue walking. She suddenly remembered what she had wanted to ask him. "Hey, why did you make Sheen turn himself in? Couldn't Carl have just done it alone?"

Jimmy kept walking. He smiled, but she couldn't see it. "Would you really trust Carl with a gun?"

Cindy laughed. "Until yesterday, I wouldn't have trusted Sheen with one."

Jimmy nodded. "Yeah. Let's just hope he can do this."

"If he can't?"

Jimmy didn't hesitate to answer. "Then we die."