"We thought we'd make it a movie night," Randy announced as we walked into Stu's kitchen where the guys were making the junk food feast. There were other people, not in our main group, popping in and out of the kitchen, carrying things.

"I thought everything was checked out?" Stu asked us curiously.

"We hid them in the foreign section," I shrugged as Sidney took the pile from Randy's arms and looked through them all.

"The Fog, Terror Train, Prom Night..." she read, "Why're they all Jamie Lee Curtis movies?"

"She's the Scream Queen," I shrugged making the two males look at me in their own strange ways. "What?"

"With that set of lungs... she should be," Stu shrugged it off.

"Tits," Tatum commented, "See?" I chuckled as Randy's arms slipped around my waist before he pulled me into the living room to sort out what movie to watch first.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Randy called as people all yelled their votes. "How many for Evil Dead?" A few hands went up, "How many for Hellraiser?" A few more went up this time, he did it for a few more movies as the doorbell rang.

"I got it!" Stu called, "Tatum get me beer."

"What am I? A beer wench?" she sneered as he moved to the door.

"Hey guess who's here?" Stu called from the doorway, "It's that chick from Inside Story!" My head snapped around as Dewey walked in with Gale Weathers making me glare slightly.

"Shit, Dewy!" Tatum snapped as the others perked up at the sight of Gale.

"What're you doing here?" I pretty much demanded.

"She's with me," Dewey replied, "I just wanted to check on things."

"And you did, now leave," Tatum told him as the guys in the room, minus Randy, drooled over Gale. "And take your media muff with you." Tatum got up and walked out of the room to the kitchen where Sidney was.

"I watch your show regularly," some guy commented.

"This must be big news to be on Inside Story," Stu commented.

"Huge," she nodded.

"Wanna interview us?" some girl asked hopefully as I leant back into Randy's arms, Gale sent a glance in my direction.

"We can be like grief stricken students and we'll say really nice things about our good friends who were slaughtered senselessly," Randy added making me dig my elbow into his gut, he groaned at me.

"I can cry on cue," Stu threw in.

"Maybe later," Gale commented before coughing and doubling over by the TV, she'd been wandering around. "Can I trouble you for some water?"

"How 'bout a beer?" Stu asked, "Randy... get the lady a beer."

"You get her a beer," I sneered at him making him frown slightly and Gale glanced at me, as if suddenly realising I was there.

"How are you feeling?" she questioned curiously making shrug non-committed, "Have you heard anything off of our father?" I shook my head as the other teens watched us curiously. "Are you worried?"

"Of course I am," I replied, "My sister and I have a psycho after us and our dad's missing... either he's dead or he's trying to kill us... pretty sure you'd be worried in that situation too." She smiled weakly and nodded.

It was getting late, so a load of the others decided it was time to go... I was in the kitchen when I heard Sidney scream making me bolt to the front door, only to see Billy with a sheepish grin. "Ass," I grumbled making him turn to me.

"Dude, what are you doing here?" Stu asked as she walked up behind me.

"I was hoping Sid and I could talk," he replied as I glared at him.

"If Tatum sees you... she'll draw blood," Sidney commented before glancing at me, "And I'm sure Cassie's control is wavering right about now."

"You guys can go up to my parents room," Stu offered, "To talk and... whatever." He draped his arm around my shoulders, "I'll keep Cassie company so she doesn't barge in and decapitate you."

"Subtlety, Stu," Billy grumbled, "Look it up."

"It's okay," Sidney nodded as she gave me a look. "We need to talk." She took his hand and led him up the stairs as Randy walked out of the kitchen with more popcorn.

"What's Leatherface doing here?" he questioned.

"He came to make up," Stu replied.

"Awesome, get your arm off my girl," he smirked making Stu let go before he turned, realising what Randy had said.

"Wait... finally?" he asked us making me smirk and lean into Randy's side. "When'd that happen?"

"Yesterday," Randy replied, "After the attack we were at my place."

"You guys... you know," he smirked at us making me roll my eyes at him, I wasn't looking at them but from Stu's wolf whistle I knew they'd swapped a silent confirmation.

A few minutes later we were back in the living room, surrounding the TV as we watched one of the movies. Randy was sat on the floor, leaning against the sofa as I sat in front of him, his arms around my waist. "Look, here it comes! SPLAT!" Someone commented as we all laughed at the poorly done murder on the movie.

"The blood's not the right colour," someone else commented, "Why do they do that? It's too red."

"Here comes another..." Randy interrupted.

"Predictable," I smirked, "Knew he was gonna bite it from the beginning."

"How can you watch this shit over and over?" Someone questioned.

"Shhh!" Randy hissed.

"I wanna see Jamie Lee's breasts!" Stu complained, "When do we see Jamie Lee's breasts?"

"Not until Trading Places," he replied.

"In '83," I added, "Jamie was always the virgin in horror movies."

"She didn't show her tits until she went legit," Randy nodded.

"No way," One of the guys complained.

"That's why she always lived," I smirked, "Only virgins can outsmart the killer in the big chase scene in the end."

"Don't you know the rules?" Randy asked them.

"What rules?" Stu asked as he finished his beer off. Randy hit pause making me roll my eyes and giggle slightly, I shifted so he could stand up and I shuffled back to lean on the sofa next to Stu's legs.

"There are certain rules that one must abide by in order to successfully survive a horror movie," Randy replied. "For instance, rule number one. Cassie?"

"You can never have sex," I replied making them all groan slightly.

"The minute you get a little nookie... you're as good as gone," Randy nodded, "Sex always equals death." I smirked and shook my head.

"Number two," I took control making heads turn to me, "Never drink or do drugs. It's the sin factor, and an extension of number one."

"And three," Randy nodded, "Never, ever, ever under any circumstances, say 'I'll be right back'."

"Want another beer?" Stu asked making me nod and Randy confirm. "I'll be right back!" He laughed making everyone oooh.

"There's he goes folks, a dead man," Randy grinned, "Wave bye-bye."

"I'll meet you in the kitchen with a cleaver!" I called after Stu who was still laughing his ass off. I turned to Randy and held my hand out to him making him roll his eyes and move back towards me, settling behind me again so I could lean into his arms. He pressed play on the movie again as I pulled his arms around me.

"He's an ass," he muttered into my neck.

"Yeah well," I smirked as I turned my head, "If this is really a horror movie, he's a goner... and thanks to today, so are we." He smirked down at me before locking his lips on mine.

The phone decided to ring at that moment making Randy reach across and grab it, "Hello?" he asked, "Yeah... HOLY SHIT!" He paused the movie and stood up making me frown up at him.

"Hey put it back..." Someone complained.

"Listen up!" he interrupted, "They found Principal Himbry dead. He was gutted and hung from the goal post on the football field." The room fell into silence as we looked at him in shock.

"What are we waiting for?" Someone smirked.

"Let's go over there before they pry him down!" Another nodded before everyone rushed out making me roll my eyes. They were all hooting and hollering making Randy sigh once they'd gone.

"We were just getting to the good part," he muttered making me roll my eyes.

"Well carry on watching it," I smirked, "I'm gonna go find Stu with my beer." Getting up I pushed Randy on to the sofa to sit down making him roll his eyes before accepting the kiss I pressed to his lips. "I'll be..."

"Don't," he groaned at me making me grin widely and kiss him again.

"Fine, I won't be back," I smirked before walking out of the room. Stu was in the kitchen, three beers on the side as he rooted in the fridge. "Hey, what's taking so long?"

"What?" He turned, "Oh I'm looking for something to eat." I rolled my eyes at him before grabbing one of the beers and hopping on to the side as I opened it.

"So uh, you and Randy huh?" he asked making me tilt my head to the side, I nodded. "You trust that he's not the killer?"

"Yeah I do," I nodded, "Why?"

"Just asking." He replied, "I mean how d'you know it wasn't him that called the first time?" I shrugged and gave him a confused look, "What do you mean the first time?"

"What do you mean 'the first time'?" I asked him.

"He called you when you were at Randy's place, didn't he?" he asked making me frown, "I mean, that's what I heard anyway."

"Heard from who?" I questioned.

"Well I don't know," he shrugged, "I thought you mentioned it..." I shook my head, "Might have been Sidney or Tatum then." I nodded slowly before straightening my face and smiling,

"Must have been," I nodded, "I'm gonna go give Randy his beer." He nodded slowly as I hopped down and grabbed another bottle before walking into the living room.

"No Jamie!" Randy was yelling at the TV making me roll my eyes as I thought over what Stu had said, "Look behind you! Watch out!" He turned his head and grinned at me before pulling me down on the sofa with him. I rolled my eyes before turning to the TV to watch it with him, only I couldn't settle so I moved from his arms making him give me a confused look.

"Bathroom," I commented before walking off. A smashing sound rang out from outside as I passed the from t door making me frown and head outside, there was glass all over the ground a little way away making me jog out to look up at the high up windows. Before I could see anything however Gale Weathers was running up to the house.

"What's going on?" she asked in shock making me shrug slightly, "Come on." She pulled my hand making me go back inside with her. A scream sounded from the living room making her pull me in, only it was the TV, but Randy was gone.

"Randy?" I asked loudly, I turned to notice Gale was gone too and it dawned on me that the killer was definitely here. It was Stu... it had to be, but Stu was an idiot, he couldn't be working on his own. A scream sounded from outside, making me bolt out there to see Sidney hanging from a balcony above me, Ghost face holding her wrists, trying to pull her up as she screamed madly and yanked away.

"SIDNEY!" I screamed as she pulled one last time and fell, she landed hard a good seven feet below her making me run over and help her up. "Sid..."

"He killed Billy," she whimpered.

"Randy's gone," I muttered making her give me a shocked look, "I think..."

"We need to move," she pulled me with her as she limp-ran away from the house. We came onto the road just as Gale plummeted towards us making her swerve the news van and veer off the road, flipping it over.

"Shit!" I screamed as I ran towards it, I hopped up on the side to check, but Gale's body was limp and bloody making me groan slightly.

"Cassie!" Sidney whimpered at me making me jump back down and follow her towards an abandoned jeep. We both got in but there weren't any keys, climbing out I pulled at my hair and tried to think. Stu couldn't be working alone...

My gaze landed on the house as the door opened making me take a step back as Sidney threw the headlights on, illuminating the figure that had emerged. "Dewey!" I screamed in hope, but his body slumped to his knees before falling forward, hitting the porch hard. Ghost face was stood behind him.

"NO!" Sidney screamed as it stepped forward, "Cassie get in!" I frowned.

"Lock the door!" I shouted behind me making her give me a wide eyed look. I took one last look at her before sighing and glaring at the killer, "Come and get me asshole!" I bolted towards him, but veered past and back into the house, hoping he'd follow...

"CASSIE!" A voice screamed as I leant waiting near the entrance a few minutes later, Dewey's gun in my hand. I moved quick to the door and grabbed her hand pulling her inside, only my gaze landed on Randy who was limping towards us.

"Jesus, Cass, Sid, we gotta get out of here," I gave him a wide eyed look before picking the gun up and aiming it at him.

"Don't," I whimpered making him back off as a tear fell down my cheek.

"Cassie," he groaned, "Listen... I found Tatum, she's dead. She's been killed... I think Stu did it." He stepped forward.

"Don't believe him," Stu came forward making me cock the gun and move t between the two. "He's lying. He killed Tatum. And Billy." I glanced at him as he moved closer making me move the gun to him as Sidney grabbed my arm.

"Stay back," I ordered.

"His movie nut brain has snapped," Stu tried, "He's gone psycho."

"Don't listen to him," Randy begged, his gaze locked on mine, "Babe... it's him. He's the one." I looked between them my gaze scared.

"We all know Stu couldn't do this on his own," I muttered.

"Exactly," Stu stepped forward, "Give me the gun."

"No, Cass," Randy tried again.

"Cassie," Sidney whimpered making me nod.

"Fuck you both," I commented before slamming the door, more tears falling down my cheeks as I locked it.

"No Cassie!" Randy yelled from the other side, "Open up. Please... he's gone crazy!" he was slamming his hand on the door making me whimper before backing off as Sidney moved to the living room to grab the phone. When it rang however I turned to gave her.

"Please! God! Help me!" she cried. There was a pause before she started screaming, letting me know it was the killer.

Randy was still yelling outside the door making me run a hand through my hair, pulling at it as I held the gun in the other hand. "LEAVE IS ALONE!" Sidney screamed suddenly but a noise sounded from the staircase making us both look up. Billy was stumbling down, holding his side as he grimaced in pain... he was covered in blood.

"Billy?" I asked in shock.

"Oh God!" Sidney rushed up, "Billy, I thought you were..." she started.

"I'm alright," he groaned, "Gotta... get... help." He moved for the door.

"Wait no," I pulled him back, "He's out there." Randy was still pounding on the door, screaming at the top of his voice.

"Please, you gotta let me in!" Randy screamed, "He's gonna kill me." I closed my eyes and turned my head as my heart shattered once more, tears pouring from my eyes again.

"No, don't believe him," Sidney blocked the door as Billy moved forward.

"It's okay," Billy soothed as he moved to me instead, "Give me the gun." I frowned and Sidney nodded making me hand it over. He tuned and unlocked the door.

I backed off as Randy rushed in, grabbing Billy as he begged for help. "Shh," Billy calmed him, "It's okay."

"Stu's flipped out," Randy yelped, "He's gone mad."

"We all go a little mad sometimes," Billy commented making my eyes widen, he aimed at Randy and fired making me scream as Randy's body flew back, colliding with the wall before sliding down and crumpling to the floor where he lay... still.

"Anthony Perkins... Psycho," Billy commented as he turned to us, I gulped slightly as he gave us both a once over.

I'd given the gun to the killer, I'd been right from the start, I should have just stuck with my gut feeling. Billy licked the blood from his face making me grimace slightly, "Corn syrup," he smirked, "Same stuff they used for pig's blood in Carrie."

I pulled on Sidney's arm, moving her behind me as we backed into the kitchen, Billy lunging forward a few times to make us jump and scream. "Do I really have to say I told you so?" I asked quietly, trying to remain calm.

"No I don't think you do," Sidney muttered back as we watched Billy... his expression was pure evil. Sidney suddenly gasped and turned around making me glance over my shoulder to see Stu. "Please help us."

I watched as he brought up something to his throat, "Surprise," he grinned, his voice distorting to the voice we'd heard over the phone. I glared before grabbing Sidney's arm and pulling her into the living room, putting space between us and them... but trapping us in there at the same time.

"Where ya going?" Billy smirked as they stood in the entrance. "It's not over yet. We've got one more surprise..." He turned to Stu, "Stu, I believe it's your turn."

"Oh yeah," he grinned before disappearing into the kitchen.

I still had Sidney stood behind me as I watched Billy smirking at us, "What's wrong?" he asked us sarcastically, "You look like you've seen a ghost." I stood still, trying to remain calm but a noise sounded from the kitchen and Stu appeared in the doorway, dragging a body behind him.

"Dad?" I asked in shock, it was him... bound and gagged, his eyes wide with fear, but very much alive.

"Daddy?" Sidney asked in shock before she darted forward.

"Close enough," Billy smirked as Stu put a cell phone in dad's pocket.

"Guess I won't be needing this anymore," he smirked.

"Why?" I asked simply.

"It's all part of the game," Stu replied.

"It's called GUESS HOW I'M GOING TO DIE!" Billy yelled making me back off with a glare.

"Fuck you," I growled.

"Oh yes please," he smirked, "Sidney already lost that game... and from what I've heard from Randy, you're pretty good at it."

"You have to play," Stu smirked, "Don't want to disappoint your dad. He's been waiting around all night."

"It's an easy game," Billy smiled, "We ask you a question, if you get it wrong... you die."

"And if you get it right, you die," Stu smiled widely.

"You're crazy," Sidney commented, "Both of you."

"The official term is psychotic," Stu commented.

"I knew you were too much of a dipshit to do this by yourself," I smirked making him glare, "I guess I just chose the wrong mastermind."

"You'll never get away with this," Sidney tried, but her voice was shaking.

"Tell that to Cotton Weary," Billy smirked widely, "You wouldn't believe how easy it was to frame him." I glared, "Only it wasn't so easy to convince everyone, was it?"

"Your sister didn't believe you Sidney," Stu commented, "Even during the trial... she knew how much of a slut your mom was." I glared and Sidney sent me a shocked look.

"Why would you frame Cotton?" I asked simply.

"It was easy," Stu shrugged, "We just watched some movies. Took a few notes. It was fun." I shook my head in disbelief as they relished in their madness, proud of themselves. I clenched my fist as I shook in anger.

"Why did you kill our mother?" Sidney asked suddenly.

"Why? WHY?" Billy asked with a laugh, "Did you hear that, Stu? I think she wants a motive. Hmmm... I don't really believe in motives. I mean, it is 2009 motives are incidental, right Cassie?" I glared.

"Norman Bates didn't have a motive," Stu commented making me roll my eyes.

"And did they really ever explain why Hannibal Lecter liked to eat people?" Billy smirked, "Don't think so. You see, it's scarier when there's no motive."

"I don't understand," Sidney muttered with tears in her eyes.

"We did your mom a favour," he commented, "the woman was a slut bag whore who flashed her shit all over town like she was Sharon Stone or something..."

"...so we put her out of her misery," Stu grinned, "I mean, let's face it, you mom was no Sharon Stone." Stu started laughing over this, but Billy looked overly serious.

"Is that motive enough for you?" he asked us, "Or how about this? Did you know you slut mother was sleeping with my dad and she's the reason my mom moved out and deserted me?" My jaw clenched and I looked at the floor, I could feel Billy's glare on the top of my head.

"What?" Sidney asked in shock.

"I know your sister knew, Sid," He commented making me look up at him, his glare was dark and it was locked on me. "Think about it. On the off chance that I get caught – a motive like that could divide a jury for years, don't you think?" I glared, "You took my mother, I took yours. Big sympathy factor. Maternal abandonment causes serious deviant behaviour. It certainly fucked you up. It made you have sex with a psychopath."

"That's right, and now you're no longer a virgin," Stu smirked making me tense, "And if I remember correctly, neither are you Cassie. You gotta die... those are the rules."

Billy put the gun down on the table near the foyer and moved towards us with a butcher knife in his hand, "Pretend this is all just a scary movie," he commented, "How do you think this is going to end?"

"This is the best part," Stu commented at our silence, "Billy's got it all figured out. Why do you think we kept you father alive so long? Why did we save you two for last?"

"You know what time it is?" Billy asked, "It's after midnight. It's your mother's anniversary. We killed her exactly one year ago today." I watched as he turned to Stu, the knife in hand. "Ready?"

"Yeah," Stu nodded as I grabbed Sidney's hand, my grip tightening as he plunged it into Stu's side.

"Jesus!" Stu yelped as Sidney screamed slightly, "Good one. My turn."

"Sidney," I muttered as Stu took his turn, "When I tell you, you need to run..." She shook her head. "Trust me, take the phone from dad, and call the cops."

"Figured out the ending yet?" Billy glanced at us, "Time's running out."

"Come on, Cassie, you're the movie chick," Stu smirked, "Think about it."

"Let me guess," I muttered making them look at me, "Dad's the chief suspect. You cloned his cell. Evidence is all there." Billy sliced at Stu's arm making him double over. "Dad snapped. It's mom's anniversary and it set him off, sent him on a murder spree, killing everyone." The two of them were in major pain, "Except for you two..."

Billy nodded, "He kills us, and shoots himself in the head," I finished.

"Perfect ending, right?" Billy asked.

"Everyone dies but us," Stu grinned, "We get to carry on and plan the sequel. Let's face it, these days... you gotta have a sequel." He grabbed the knife and cut at Billy.

"You sick fucks!" Sidney yelled, "You've seen too many movies."

"Oh Sid, don't blame the movies..." Billy grinned, "Movies just make psychos more creative. "He stabbed Stu again who stumbled.

"That's it, I can't take any more," he slurred, "I'm feeling woozy."

"Get the gun," Billy told him, "I'll untie Pops."

"Where'd you put it?" Stu asked curiously making me arch a questioning eyebrow.

"It's on the table," he replied making me smirk.

"No, it's not," Stu called back making Billy hobble away.

"Where the fuck is it?" Billy yelled.

"Right here, asshole," the familiar voice of Gale Weathers commented making me shove Sidney to the side, she nodded and ran.

"I thought she was dead," Billy commented in shock making me smirk widely.

"She looked dead," Stu replied, "Still does."

"I've got an ending for you," Gale smirked widely, "The reporter left for dead in the news van comes to, stumbles upon you two dipshits, finds the gun, fumbled your plan, and saves the day."

"I think, I like that ending," I agreed but Billy lunged forward. Gale held the gun steady making him pause as he glanced at Stu.

"She can't get both of us," Billy commented.

"Odds are... she'll miss anyway," he agreed and in a mad rush they stormed her. I watched her pull the trigger but nothing happened as the safety was still on. Gale went down as Billy slammed the door in her face.

"Cool move," Stu commented as Billy retrieved the gun, I leant against the wall as if none of this was happening as I watched the two, Sidney was safe. Once Billy turned back his eyes widened and landed on me.

"Where is she?" he asked dangerously making me smirk. "Where'd she go?"

"I don't know Billy," Stu replied, "But I'm hurting."

"Where the fuck did she go!" Billy demanded, and the phone started ringing making me grin widely. "Hello?" he asked.

"You bitch... where the fuck are you?" he demanded down the phone making me bite at my lip in amusement. He listened to her before turning to Stu, "Find her." He was fuming, staggering and starting to lose it... but Stu had dropped to his knees with blood loss.

"Find her you Dipshit!" Billy screamed at him.

"I can't," Stu whimpered, "I'm bad man... you cut too deep." Billy threw the phone at him mouthing 'talk to her' as he did before taking off to find her.

"Put her on speaker Stu," I smirked making him look up at me before doing so.

"So Stu, what's your motive?" Sidney asked him, "Billy's got one. The police are on their way. What are you going to tell them?"

"Peer pressure," he replied, "I'm way too sensitive." Billy flew back into the room grabbing the phone.

"I'm gonna rip you up bitch!" he screamed. "Just like you slut whore of a mother."

"Gotta find her first," I smirked, he glared at me and pointed the gun dangerously. "What? You gonna kill me now? Go right ahead, you ending still fails if Sid gets out."

He growled before ripping the room up, overturning furniture, he moved to the closet and I watched as a ghost faced figure came out stabbing him with the sharp end of an umbrella, making him stumble back, stunned. I smirked as Sidney pulled the mask off of her head before glaring down at Billy's now still body.

"You know what I hate most about horror movies?" A voice asked cautiously from the door as I got up and rushed over, "The final scene... it just goes on and on... and it gets so stupid."

A figure suddenly leapt at him, it was Stu, barrelling into him making them fall back into the living room. I grabbed the gun from the floor next to Billy and moved to the living room. Randy and Stu were grappling across the floor, both seriously injured and as I aimed the gun, a hand grabbed at my ankle pulling me down.

I found myself grappling with Billy as he tried to strangle me, but I fought with everything I could muster up before I came up with an idea. I moved my hand and dug my nails into the open wound on Billy's chest making him cry out bloody murder before I hit him across the head with the gun in my other hand. Shoving him off me, I was surprised when he dove on me again the gun flying out of my hands again, and out of the open front door. I turned, fighting again when a bullet ripped through the foyer and struck him, knocking him back into the living room. Turning my head I saw Gale with the gun, and I turned to see Sidney huddled away from us, probably still in shock that she's stabbed Billy in the first place.

Gale's hand was offered to me making me accept it as she helped me up, I nodded in thanks before turning to see that Randy had somehow won Stu making me smile slightly. We all walked over to the bodies, Sidney being supported by Gale as I took the gun from the news woman. "Careful," Randy commented, "This is the part where we think the killer's dead and he springs back for one last scare."

"Not this time," I commented before positioning my foot on Stu's chest aiming at his head, "This is for my mom, asshole." I fired, getting him perfectly in the forehead between the eyes before moving to Billy. My gun was aimed at him when his eyes opened blearily, blood bubbling from his lips.

"And this is what I promised if you ever hurt my sister," I smirked before firing another perfect shot. I glared at the two as I let the gun drop to my side, then I moved off only to jump as a figure lunged for us.

Spinning around at the sound of screams, I almost let off a round at dad, but I stopped myself just in time. He was still bound and gagged as he hopped towards us. "Dad," I let out a breath as Sidney rushed towards him to untie him. Gale moved off and retrieved a hidden camera making me roll my eyes.

"I want a close up," she commented as she filmed Sidney untying dad, then she turned towards me with the camera as Randy's hand landed on my shoulder making me look up at him.

"I'm sorry," I muttered to him making him shrug, "I thought... you know what, I don't know what I thought."

"It's okay," he smiled, "We're both okay." He pulled me into his arms making me bury my face in his collar. "And whether this is the right time or not..." he took my face in his hands, "I love you."

"I love you too," I smiled at him as he leant in and pressed his lips hard against mine.

That really was one hell of an ending to my life in a scary movie...

Or was it the end?