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It was a normal night, me jeff stevens and brandon were trying to find a party. We had just got there, parked in the desert and as we go out of the car a dark brown old school vw drove by with its bright lights shining on us. As the dust cleared from the vehicle a guy got out, we thought nothing of it, just another partier. What had us all standing there in a gaze was his burgaler mask; the ones with the wholes cut for the mouth and eyes. The overweight, tall, what looked to be about 18 year old guy said in a low and calm voice "get in the car" after pulling out a foot long knife. Curiosity turned to intense horror and Brandon raised his hand as if he was going to injure the guy but stopped remembering that he was armed. He went after brandon first and stabbed the bottom of his shoulderblade in his back and because i had my hand on the open door he quickly took a great effort to saw off my left pointer finger. he had cut me deep, to the bone and at least halfway through. Jeff being the farthest away had the best opportunity to get away and took the chance by running into the desert. back at the car, still stunned and both in excruciating pain me and brandon stood and watched him fumble in his pockets and quickly search through his keys. At this point brandon had gotten the knife and was holding it without our enemies notice. Watching him hold it, in a motion without words, i acted out him attacking the clueless guy. Brandon thrusted the blade all the way through into his back and the guy let out a loud and screeching yelp of pain as we took off to steal an unlocked car parked on the side of the road we were at. We all got in, filled with addrenaline and amazement and took off. On the way back, holding his bleeding side, brandon remarked "guys..I-I dunno if i can take this" and i looked down at my own injury now both hands covered in blood from the injury. We got back to jeffreys house and began to walk towared my house when we saw the exact VW we had encountered from earlier pull into my own garage. Jeff and Brandon ran to hide in a different nighbors house while i stayed in mike bails old house behind one of the front pilars. The guy went inside my own house, got a basketball, shut the garage and walked to the house just left of it and began shooting hoops. I stood my ground in the darkness, anyone unable to see me, but just as i felt safe his basketball came bouncing into the very spot i was hiding. By reflex i caught the ball and realizing the mistake i made i pulled back further into the dark."Anyone in there?" he said coming up to the spot i was hiding in. I was caught and realized it so i stood up and exclaimed "theres only one of me...but theres 10 of my fingers" and i chucked the ball at him. Realizing it was me from before he began runing into mike's old house's back yard. Him being fat and chubby i only had to walk slowly to Chase him, and i began saying "im gonna fucking KILL YOU!!" repeatedly. Somehow he had a key to the house and got inside and shut the door. I put my face up against the glass door and yelled "do you fucking like guns!?" and acted like i was pulling a gun out of my back pocket as he turned the corner in the hallway of the house. I slammed my hand agains the glass shattering the door and proceeded in. Showing himself from out of the hallway i looked down to see him loading a magnum pistol he had just gotten dropping bullets everywhere from his shakey hands. i stood there in shock as he had loaded his bullets, cocked the gun, raised and aimed.