Edd was about to make the first cut on Kevin when he heard the door at the top of the stairs open.
He looked up to see Johnny standing in the doorway, dressed in his stupid hero costume while holding the piece of wood that was his best friend. "Johnny, I almost forgot about you," Edd mused. He hadn't, really. Johnny was the one he hadn't had a plan for. How could he? The boy's mental state was questionable, but he wasn't worried - not then, not now.
Johnny threw 'Plank' down the stairs at him. Edd casually ducked the piece of wood and laughed. "Johnny, com-" He gasped in brief pain and looked up Johnny. The boy was pointing his own weapon at him. He looked down and saw three darts lodged in his stomach and legs. He collapsed to the floor as Johnny slowly descended down the stairs.
He hadn't seen that coming.
Edd looked up at Johnny and felt, for the first time since he began, fear creep into his chest. He oddly took the time to appreciate how well his poison had worked.
Johnny knelt before him and smiled. "Heya, Double Dee," he said in his cheery voice....but something was different.
"Johnny, how did you-" Edd began.
"It wasn't me, Double Dee. It was Plank," He said gleefully. "You ruined his fun. Plank had plans for everybody, but he says it's okay now. He says we can just use you instead."
"What are you talking about, Johnny?" Edd asked; he was panicking slightly now. He hadn't planned on facing the consequences of his actions.
"You ruined his plan; you ruined the game he had planned. Plank isn't happy." He grabbed the piece of wood and held it in front of Edd's face.
"Plank's really smart, too, Double Dee. He's really, really smart." Johnny propped Plank up against the wall. "Like this, pal? Can you see him?" He paused and appeared to be listening to someone.
He nodded, his smile as sickening as ever.
"He says Jimmy and Kevin can play, too, but he wants you first."
Johnny picked up the knife Edd had just been holding and stood over him.
(Read Part I | Part II | Part III)