The group stared in horror at the bloody mess of innards that was once their friend. Ilene screamed and was unable to take her eyes off of the bloody scene. Paramedics arrived soon after the disaster. "Mordicai how did you know?" Ilene asked. "I don't know. I just saw it all happen." Mordicai said. "Like a vision?" Skips said. "It was more of a premonition. I could feel the heat from the fire and I could smell the smoke." Mordicai said. All was silent. "Let's get home and get some sleep." Rigby said. Mordicai nodded. At the park, Mordicai and Rigby walked into the house. It was dark. Suddenly a shadow formed on the wall. The shadow spelt out "Skips" Mordicai rubbed his eyes and it was gone. The two walked to their room and went to sleep. Meanwhile, Skips was in his house lifting weights. He set down the bar to add more weights. He lifted for a while before he got thirsty. He got a glass of water. He was unaware that there was a crack in the glass. He set the glass down next to the weight set. When he was done lifting weights, he went to take the weights off the bar. The glass had leaked water on the floor. Skips slipped on the water taking a 250 pound weight with him. The weight fell on his head sending brain matter splattering on the floor. A dark pool of red surrounded his dead body. The next morning, Mordicai woke up before Rigby. He laid down in his bed for a few more minutes before Rigby woke up. They got up and went downstairs to eat breakfast. They poured a bowl of cereal. They were silent until Mordicai broke the silence. "Rigby, this sounds crazy but-" He was cut off when Benson walked in. "Mordicai, Rigby, I'm sorry to inform you but Skips was killed last night." Benson said. "What!?" Rigby said. They ran outside to see Paramedics carrying Skip's dead body. "What happened!?" Mordicai shouted. "Weight lifting accident. It looks like he fell or something." A medic said. Mordicai went pale.