Frankie
Wendy was sitting in front of Jason's grave, looking at the engravings.
"JASON ROBERT WISE
1986-2005
SON. BROTHER. BEST FRIEND."
Wendy started crying, and her tears fell on the grave, wetting the letters E, N, and D. She looked at it and realized it was Death once again taunting her. She picked up her cell phone and called Kevin.
"Man, funerals are so boring. If I die, bring me a PSP or something," said Lewis Romero, the jock from the roller coaster. He was walking along with Kevin, having left Ashley and Ashlynn's funeral service. "Heh. OK, well see ya man," was all Kevin said. He heard his cell phone ring and answered it. "Hello?" There was a moment of silence, then Kevin heard Wendy say," I'm with Jay." The line went dead, and Kevin closed his cell phone lid and looked around for Wendy. He turned around and saw her looking at him, putting away her cell phone. He walked over to the grave where Wendy was.
Wendy watched as Kevin approached her, and he asked her why she wasn't at the funeral. "I didn't want to cause a commotion. People may have been uncomfortable if I was there." Wendy paused for a moment and looked down, thinking of how to say things next. "Kevin. I came here to see if I could feel Jay at all." "Could you?" Kevin asked. "No. I feel something else. Something horrible. Something cold. And evil. It makes me feel scared, and sick. It's the opposite of how Jay made me feel." Suddenly, there was a great breeze all around Wendy and Kevin. Wendy got up and looked around and no one else was affected by the breeze, even though they were only at the funeral. "Look. I took this photo the night Jay died. It shows how he died." Wendy showed Kevin the picture of Jay posing as The Devil, with the roller coaster aimed right at his head. "I also looked up pictures on the internet last night, and found this." Wendy showed Kevin a picture of Abraham Lincoln, with a line going through his head, exactly where he was shot the next day. And another picture of the world trade center, with the shadow of a plane the day before the attack. And a picture of the highway accident that happened on the day of exactly one year after the incident of Flight 180. All you could see was a sign that said "CONSTRUCTION NEXT 180 FEET." "Wendy," Kevin started. "I know I'm responsible for putting this all in your head, but you can't go looking at everything and thinking it was meant to happen, looking at everything for an answer." Suddenly, Wendy fell to her knees and felt her forehead. "Are you alright?" asked Kevin, worriedly. "Yes I'm alright. I just haven't eaten in a while," reported Wendy. Kevin invited her to a fast food store, and Wendy agreed.
Kevin arrived at Andy's Burgers in fifteen minutes. As he pulled in, another car came in behind him. Kevin asked Wendy what she wanted, but her attention was caught by the sign that read "THIS SIGN IS FOR THE QUALITY CONTROL OF YOUR ORDER." The line that read "QUALITY CONTROL" started flickering, and then CONTROL disappeared. Kevin asked what was wrong, then the radio of Kevin's car started breaking. The radio randomly went through stations, and stopped on a station with the song," There Is Someone, Walking Behind You," playing on the radio. Then, a truck backed up into Kevin's car, trapping it in between the walls and the two cars in front and behind it. Wendy rolled down her window and hit the truck with her hand, but it just stayed there. Wendy listened for a moment, then realized what was playing. She looked behind and saw a truck rolling downhill, coming straight for them. She tried opening the doors, and told Kevin to look behind the car. He did, and his face went pale, and his blood ran cold as he realized he could die. He honked the horn, while Wendy banged against the back window to tell the people behind them to back up. Meanwhile, the driver in front of Kevin flicked him off, and he honked again to no avail. Wendy, panicking and infuriated, honked the horn twice, and the driver in front of them turned around and flicked both of them off. "Look! It's Frank!" Wendy shouted. "Back up!" shouted Kevin. He got on his back and kicked the windshield with his feet three times, and broke it. Wendy proceeded to get out as the people behind Kevin got out of the way of the upcoming wreck. Wendy jumped out of the car onto the ground while Kevin ran on the convertible and pulled out Frankie and jumped out of the way. Just then, the truck smashed into Kevin's car, which collided with Frankie's convertible, and the cooling fan from Kevin's car shot out right at the spot where Frankie's head would have been, had Kevin not saved him. Everyone looked at the wreck in amazement while people outside of the store were calling the police and ambulance reporting the accident.
The police and ambulance arrived, and were taking Frankie to the hospital though he had no injuries. Kevin and Wendy watched as he rolled on by, stating," I'll sue them! I'm gonna be rich! Whores on Frankie!"