A Minute Is All It Takes
Author's Note:
Dear readers, firstly, the story below does NOT include the characters from the real Final Destination. Although, you can add a review and tell me which character(s) you want for my next story! Also, this is not based on the film. Thanks for clicking on my story, and hope you will enjoy it! :)
This story is for my best friend:
Renee Wang
A New Beginning
It has been years since the unusual happenings took place, and no one thought about it anymore. Except five. Five of them were mystery investigators, and were very, very curious about the accidents that nobody can seem to very, very clearly explain. Their names were Ryan, Mari, Ian, Anthony and the timidest of all, Jane. And it so happens that they never knew the reason, until they encountered it themselves. Ironically, it happened at The Prom.
The Prom was today. Boys were asking the girls out to be their dates, and girls, well, they did what girls would do. They fussed over their hair, make up and dresses while trying to find a pair of matching shoes. Everyone was at The Prom dancing happily, boys decked out in suits, the girls wearing poofy dresses. Until Jane had a premonition. Someone would spill the huge bowl of punch all over the circuit outlets and the wires led directly to the huge spinning fans above them that could easily crush a group of people. Nobody took notice of it as they were too busy dancing and chatting. Slowly, fire spreaded from the circuit outlet onto the fans' wires. It burned on, until it started burning the fans. The fans flew around, decapitating a group of people. Another fan seperated a boy's legs from his body. All eyes were as wide as dinner plates (including the dead ones), and the ones who weren't dead started swarming around the exit. That was when two fans made a clean slice of the principal's head and hands. Screaming could be heard everywhere, echoing off the walls. A wave of fire then engulfed the entire room, and nobody made it out alive.