Snake gets really close to Bobby Jo. She jumps back. This knocks Blacky off balance. He falls back. This brings Bobby Jo off the ground. She thrusts her legs out to kick Snake. She connects. Snake comes up off the ground and flies down the stairs. The first thing he hits on his way down is the floor below. Snake isn’t moving.
Red runs over to him. “I think he’s dead!”
Blacky rolls his eyes. “Hold up. He’s not dead.”
Bobby Jo seems to have lost all of her fight. She just hangs on to the arm around her neck and cries. But she stops moving when Blacky pistol whips her in the head. Blacky throws her to Gilby and runs downstairs.
Blacky checks Snake’s pulse. “He’s alive, you dumb bitch!”
“Well how was I supposed to know?” Red says in a whiny voice.
“You check his fucking pulse you stupid cunt!” Blacky yells. “Johnny! Get this guy over there on the couch.”
Just then the windows light up with headlights from an old beat up truck.
“Shit man! Someone’s here!” Gilby shouts.
Bobby Jo finally smiles. “Shooter!”
Now outside, Shooter pulls up real close to the front door. The dirt and dust that his truck stirred up is still floating in the truck’s headlights. Shooter leaves the lights on and jumps out of the truck. He heard Bobby Jo’s yell. Shooter runs up to the house. “Bobby Jo!” Shooter yells. He reaches out for the doorknob but before he could grab it the door opens. Shooter looks like he has seen a ghost. He is looking down four shotgun barrels. Shooter doesn’t move.
“Howdy, Shooter,” Blacky says. And then slams the butt of his shotgun into Shooter’s face. The lights inside Shooter’s head go out. It’s all black.
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