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Tires SCREECH outside. Dude 2 stands up. There's a small crash outside Yelling VOICE: FREEZE! GUNSHOTS The Boy and Dude 2 look at each other And then they weren't looking at each other . . . The Boy sits there in his infinity pool Or is it his bed? The hospital's? His eyes are closed. Heavy. He floats in this darkness for a minute ...How did I get here? He's lost in thought. Only his memories keep him company Everyone he's met. E ve r y g irl. E v e r y n i g h t The same The Boy (re: himself): What if... Roscoe's Wetsuit doesn't mean anything? I mean you could search for the meaning all you want and still not find it. What's the point? ... I don't know ... but I want to know Somewhat satisfied with this conclusion, The Boy opens his eyes; still black. Like the blood outside the club... and unlike the Beamer (weird, huh?) ...the internet doesn't die ...but I'm not the internet The Boy: No one is the internet. And no one hasn't seen THAT video. It's not popular. Not right now anyways. It's past its time ...it was a great time The Boy realizes he has just become obscure ...who are you? Another meme to add to the masses. A figure no one will care about or remember in a month, year, ten years, 100 years, the age of the universe. Forever ("Ms. Jackson") Forever, ever? Forever, ever? ...why do you even care? The Boy: (laughing/whisper) I'm dead yo... The Boy: [OPEN MOUTH/DISTRESSED EYEBROWS EMOJI] You have to help me! Please help me! PLEASE HELP ME! please... ...it's been a privilege ... (breath).....(breath).............(breath).. He'll never read this sentence Guy with a sorta-annoying high-pitched voice: this is a story about how I learned something and I'm not saying this thing is true or not, I'm just saying it's something I learned... The Boy(?): We've done this before (flips back through the book)