Chapter 3: 2 Lovebirds With One Stone
An escalade was seen pulling up to the driveway of a large house. Francisco opened the door and trudged out the car, not paying any attention to Jelly who got out the other side. Jelly had an extremely worried look on her face after what took place at the funeral. Francisco pushed his way into the house as Jelly worriedly made her way behind them and shut the door.
Upon walking into the kitchen Jelly turned on the light which also makes the ceiling fan turn on. The ceiling fan spins at full speed now as it turns on with the lights.
"Would you like something to eat?" Jelly asked sweetly. Francisco ignores her and walks into the bedroom, slamming the door behind him.
Jelly sighed just walked to the counter pulling out a tomato. She pulled out the drawer and noticed that a lot of the knives were rusted. "That's strange." She then opened the cabinet far above her and saw one butcher knife. With her short stature she had to jump to get it. Upon the third attempt, the screw holding the cabinet door fell off and the door flew off causing her to fly back while holding the silverware. A lot of it fell to the floor or flew in the air. One large knife flew into the air and landed on the middle platform of the ceiling fan. Jelly pushed herself off the ground after collecting the silverware and opened the dishwasher to put some of the now dirty silverware inside. After opening the cabinet to get some of the washer balls for the dishwasher she accidentally dropped some on the floor unknowingly as they roll around to various areas of the kitchen floor.
In the bedroom, Francisco popped an A7X CD into a CD player and put his headphones on. He laid back on the bed and turned the music up to full blast.
Back in the kitchen, Jelly had started the dishwasher and had put a large raw chicken into a silver pot. On the pot she thought she saw a dark shadowy reflection in it. She turned around quickly, but saw nothing but the fridge. She then shook her head and went back to setting the chicken inside. She took the pot and set it inside the over turning it on 400 degrees and then walked to the bedroom to check on Francisco.
"Baby? Are you ok?" Jelly asked him as he didn't even hear her. She tapped his shoulder as his eyes opened. He then took the headphones off. "I know your upset but, please don't be upset at me." Jelly said with pleading eyes. Francisco sighed. "I'm not upset at you, it's just, this whole sudden death thing took me by surprise. I'm sorry." Jelly met him with a kiss right after those words.
In the kitchen however, death was cooking trouble. A broom leaning next to the oven fell and hit the dial to turn it on full power. The chicken inside was now starting to burn and would soon catch fire.
A few minutes passed before Jelly came out the room smiling. She walked back to the oven not noticing the dial change and walked to the fridge. The knife on the platform above the ceiling fan was leaning on the edge now as it was beginning to fall. Jelly took some juice out the fridge as suddenly a hole was made at the bottom and it started dripping below her. She poured it into a glass at the table as now the chicken was on fire inside the oven. Jelly walked over to the dishwasher and opened it as all the silverware was facing upward. She was about to begin taking them out until she heard the smoke alarm go off. She looked up at it and saw the smoke coming out of the oven. She ran to it but slipped on some of the spilled juice and put her hand on the fridge to keep her from falling. Suddenly the knife fell from the platform and landed on the ceiling fan. The ceiling fan was spinning so fast it ricocheted the knife to her hand and to the fridge door.
"AHHHH!" Jelly screamed as her hand was impaled to the fridge door and she struggled to pull the knife out but to no avail.
Francisco lunged up from the bed and ran out the bedroom to see her. "JELLY!" He screamed as he went to help her. Unfortunately one of the washer balls rolled to him as he stepped on it and slipped. He leaned arm first onto the dishwasher as several forks and knives were now impaled into his arm. "AH FUCK!" He yelled as blood dribbled down his arm and he started pulling them out. The fire now went haywire in the oven as the oven door now exploded and fire was sent throughout the kitchen and to a bottle of cooking oil that busted open from the fire. The upper rack of the oven was also blown out as it hit Francisco in the head leaving him unconscious. Jelly yelled as she struggled to pull the knife out as she watched her boyfriend get burned to a crisp from the fire as it was now spreading throughout the house.
"FRANCISCOOOOO!" Her screams were falling on deaf ears as she finally managed to pull the bloody knife out and held her hand as she started running outside to the door.
When she got outside she kept running until she was in the street, looking back at the house on fire as it now exploded. She covered herself from all the shrapnel that was flying everywhere. Her eyes filled with tears of sorrow and her hand bleeding furiously but all she could do now as stand and scream.
Just then, a sound of a truck horn was heard as she noticed she was still in the street. She turned to her left to see a large semi truck coming at her as she was then hit with extreme force, getting splattered all across the windshield.
Francisco's headset was seen on the grass melting away from the fire. "It's your fucking nightmareeeeee." The headset said in a demonic voice since it was melting.
Death crosses off 2 people from the list.