Seating in the classroom, they've nothing else to do or say, not after realizing that what me and Ivan had told them were true, the sweet definitely has both to do with the second ritual, they're just not thinking.
They did smashed the sweet into pieces per Blake's order, but now, they're all silent, realizing that they're all nothing but d*ckheads who can't take the time to find a solution to a problem, rather they just flow with the expo they were given, thinking that same thing will always be the key to their next move.
None of them has approached me except for my remaining close friends, Micheal and Kevin, they're the closest ones I've got right now. We all were going through the same thing, the same feeling, even if they whole class might possibly not be feeling the same way as much as we three, the three of us definitely feel the same way and lost, not actually seating together right now, but were all seating alone in the class, grieving our close dead friends who have lost their lives because I wasn't thinking straight, because I wasn't trying hard enough.
“ I don't know whether this is the truth, but it feels like same thing that happened to Angela and her close friends, Death took them all in a space of three days because they were three, now I believe she's come at Bruno and his friends....”
I looked up, my eyes traveling to Ivan who was already looking at me as he speaks. He's making a point, a really great point that has no flaws, Angela was the first victim amongst us all, then her close friends, now Adam was the first to be taken amongst we best friends, Adrian is the second, now who's next?.
It just like we three are thinking the same thing, Ivan did prove a point here, an undoubted point that shows that we're the next set to be taken away, also looking from Death's threats, I believe that there's a high odd that I would probably be the last one to be taken amongst us, that means Micheal or Kevin would be the victim tonight.
Both of them ran to me, fear and pressure gripping them hard, understanding that this can't be argued. At first, when we say one was going to be the victim, they'll poise to fight whoever had made that statement, but now, it's different, they now wants solutions rather than putting on a fight towards Ivan.
“ Please Bruno, save me.... I'm my parents only child, is there anything you can do for us?, Please think.....”
Michael begged me. Seeing him this way breaks my heart, I don't know what to do, my mind is blank and Ivan opinion can't be denied, they trust me to save them, but what can I do?, What can I do to protect my friends?, Death is knocking on our door steps, they don't even know whether I would be the one tonight rather than them, I guess we can't outrun this.
“ I'm sorry Micheal.... I'm sorry Kevin, but right now, I don't think I can do anything....”
“ You can!!!.... You always do!... Don't tell me that sh*t!...., You can't just sit here and watch us all taken away!, We're your friends, your best friends. Adam is gone, Adrian too!... You can do something, you always do!....”
Kevin countered me, anger on his tone as he speaks, he's heartbroken and couldn't hide it all in, frustration has taken over him and right now, he's not himself. I could see his nose flaring, the vein in his head popping, eyes staring at me with hate. I really feel him, I understand him, they think that I don't care, that I don't bother whether they're alive or killed, they're not even thinking about me, what if I happen to be the one Death is going to take tonight?, Should fighting against each other be the last way to see ourselves off, I know that the fact can't be denied that one of us is going to be taken tonight, but they should understand that this wasn't just a shuffle, this was to happen at us one at a time, one after the another, one of us is to be taken too.
Opening my eyes, we're seating inside the lare, chained as always where we can't break ourselves free anytime, unless being released to be killed by Death herself.
Fear took over us, the panic visible as I looked at my friends, despite the argument we had and never settled, they were looking back at me, now there was no hate on their stare, they were both stretching their necks to see me, pity written across their faces, wanting to see ourselves for the very last time before anything comes in between us.
I have already been informed on how I'm going to be killed, and I'm dreading that day, just hoping it wouldn't be today because I'm not ready to give up on life yet, I still want to fight, I still want to succeed, I still wish to save my classmates from this misery towering over us.
Death was now standing at her spot, our fear no longer muffled within, instead we can to sobb, waiting to see the one to be picked, right now, despite we three being best of friends, we don't want to be the one to be picked, we want her to choose another one of us apart from ourselves.
“ Happy Death Day.....”
She said to Anthony, standing in front of him. As she pointed at him and his chains broke away, we all can see the shock on his face, he wasn't expecting it, he never saw it coming, he never knew that he was going to be picked tonight ahead of us.
Though it's a painful news and sight to see, we were greatful that it wasn't anyone of us, rather someone else was picked, what is really going on?.... How does she really pick her victims?.