Four way duel, couple vs couple, in a suburban Paris apartment. One shot each. It's tense. The man opposite and to the left of me is the danger, I know that I have to shoot him, and he'll most likely try and shoot me. The others have never used guns and look nervous. And... go! My target has his back to me, what's he doing? No time to wonder, I take my aim and shoot him in the back of the head. One woman points a gun at me, but only briefly, then drops it. It's over. 'How should we... deal with this?' I point to the body, walking over. Hang on. I see straw. It's a stuffed straw dummy! Wearing his clothes! 'Shiiiit!' I say, spinning round, 'He's still got a shot to take!'