Extend the Story - Add a Room

Rick and James are supposed to meet you at the All-Nite in about half an hour, and you figure you might as well head over there and wait for them to show.

The walk takes close to ten minues, every second of it is torture, sharp jolts of pain shoot up your leg with each step you take. You curse the insanity that lead you to jumping out a second story bathroom window.

You reach the All-Nite and sit on the curb, thinking about Harry. About how you'll never see him alive again. About these ninjas and how they must be stopped.

You try to come up with a plan, but keep drawing blanks. Your heart keeps saying the police will help, but your mind knows better than that. They'll only laugh at you. Who would believe this story anyway? You wouldn't believe it if someone told you it were happening.

Fucking ninjas. How the hell does that even happen?

An idea hits you. Your cousin Bo. He's a real redneck. He hunts like it's the only thing he's good at. Come to think of it, it probably is the only thing he's good at. But that's beside the point. He has guns out the ass. You went to his cabin once and it was like walking into a warzone. You're sure he'll help. He's always game for killing things.

A car pulls into the spot in front of you and blares it's horn, startling you out of your thought process. The driver gets up and walks up to you. It is Rick. He smacks you on the back of the head.

"You shoulda seen your face." He tells you. "You damn near jumped outta your skin." He is laughing at you, mocking you like he always does. He sits beside you on the curb.

"What's with you?" He asks, noting your depressed and silent brooding.

"Aside from ninjas being all over the place trying to kill us?" You ask. "They got Harry."

His face drop, the smirk disappearing almost immediatley. "Are you serious?" He asks you.

"Why the fuck would I joke about that?!" You practicaly scream at him. You lower your voice and continue. "He's fucking dead, and we will be too if we don't stop these ninja fucks."

Rick nods and remains silent beside you while the two of you wait on James to show. About fifteen minutes pass before James arrives. You tell him about Harry and the three of you share some mourning silence before you start to discuss your plan.

"My cousin Bo," You begin, "He's got more weapons than the government. And he's a crazy bastard that won't hesitate to help us gun these ninja fuckers down."

They nod along and you're not sure if they even hear you or are still in shock about Harry. "We need to stay focused, guys. If we're not focused we're as good as dead."

"Bo is all I can think of. Does anyone else have a plan?" Rick shakes his head.

"What about the police?" James says.

"I've seen some movies like this," Rick says, "I don't think they'll believe us."

"I would offer you my cell phone to call someone, but..." James says.

"But you fucked that up, didn't you?" You tell him.

"I'm not the one who smashed it." He argues.

"You had a picture of my mom naked on it!!" You scream.

"Here!" Rick says, interjecting himself into the argument by flipping you a few quarters. "Use the pay phone."

You grab the coins out of the air, cast one more dirty glance at James, and walk over to the phone booth. You slide the coins into the slot and start to dial.

The police.