When I woke up the next morning, I saw a body sprawled out about 50 yards away. It was May: she had been lobotomized. And carved on her forehead: I'm watching you. J
I killed May out of mercy and looked at the hill. It was strange, but I had never left it. And on the top, I could see a figure. It had blonde hair and glasses. It was watching me.
Then Jimmy came out of a bush to my left and attempted to put a knife to my head. Wordlessly and soundlessly, I pulled out my Swiss army knife. It caught him right in the gut, and he fell.
I looked back at the top of the mountain where the figure was, but it had already gone. Only three of us left, and I wanted to kill neither. One was my friend, the other the girl I liked.
Then I heard a rustle behind me, and figuring it was Eddy, I spun around, knife still in hand. But it was not him, it was her.
"I don't want to kill you," she said.
"I don't want to kill you either," I said. She looked at me, and got a knife out. The one I had given her. She put it to her own throat. I did the same.
"On three," I said.
She nodded.
One.
So Eddy had won.
Two.
I looked into her eyes, and she looked into mine. We smiled at each other.
Three.