The last of my crap went into the trunk and I slammed it shut.It was 4:27am and I was getting the hell out of Dodge.The phone began ringing at 10:52pm last night.First it was one ring then nothing. Then two. Over and over. When I did reach the phone in time there was nothing but silence on the other end.After thirty minutes of that I took the phone off the hook. I finally went to sleep at around two.*****I was standing in Dealerman's house. Blue and red flashing lights filled the room.Dealerman, Vince and Vic were on the floor dead.Gannon and Friday stood in the doorway, grinning. Their sharp, jagged teeth showed between their lips.They each held shotguns.I turned to run out the back. They appeared at the backdoor.Next I was in Ned's office. Speed metal played on the radio. Ned sat in his chair, his body turned away from me. I tried to speak, but I couldn't. So, I reached over to spin the chair around. My face convulsed in a silent scream as Ned's mutilated body spun into view.Gannon sat on Ned's desk, studying my horror in deadpanned silence.Instead of bookshelves, there were now a bank of TV screens.One by one the screens flickered on. On each screen a different person that I knew-- Greg, Hugo, Fran, my parents, everyone-- being slaughtered like cows in a factory. I closed my eyes, but I could still see the carnage through my eyelids. The screens all went black and Friday appeared in the room. He and Gannon pumped shells into their shot guns and aimed them at me.They squeezed back their triggers.I woke up screaming. *****I was sticking the key into the ignition when the car pulled up behind me. It's lights blinding me. I heard the door open and shut and the sound of footsteps coming towards me.I was about to put my car in reverse and run over those two bastards, when I saw it was Ned.I put my hand on my pants to make sure I hadn't pissed in my underwear.