Chapter two: The Premonition
Molli opened her eyes and panicked a bit. Jace looked at his sister with concern.
"You aight Molli?" He asked.
"Mol, What happened?" Misty asked
Molli looked around the airport again, seeing the decommissioned plane, the foreboding shirt, and the older fan who was interviewing her.
" Excuse me, ma'am?"
"Can we help you?" Jace asked the man.
"We need to get out of here…"
"Did I offend you?" The man asked Molli.
"No, we all need to get out of here, the plane that's coming is gonna crash and kill everyone!" She shouted.
"Molli, What... What are you talking about?" Misty questioned with concern.
"I saw it, I saw the plane crashing and the building collapsed and everyone died!"
"Hey, That isn't funny kid!" Said the man who died first within Molli's vision.
"Is this some sort of joke?" Said the woman who was crushed by the rubble in Molli's vision
"No, It's not, I'm not making a joke here, We all have to leave!"
"Excuse me, Ma'am, what is the issue here?" Said the guard.
"We have to get out of here!!!"
The man had enough and tried to assault Molli. Molli escaped, rushing towards the exit. The others follow suit and ran after her.
Molli and the man were outside, the man slapped and hit Molli.
"You think it's funny to joke about death bitch!?" The man insulted.
"Hey get the fuck off my sister you bastard!" Jace shouted, tackling the man to the ground.
Jace punched and kicked the man who assaulted his sister.
"Molli, what's going on, what Happened?" Misty asked again.
"I SAW THE PLANE CRASHING AND KILLING EVERYONE!!" she screamed.
"Scuse me, ma'am, what crash are you talking about?" Asked the guard.
The gang overheard the disaster going on inside the airport. They see the building collapsing just like Molli said.
"Holy shit, Molli, how… how did you know that was gonna happen?" Her brother asked, shocked about how his sister predicted the disaster.
Molli could only cry as she saw the disaster happen again.
Hours went by as paramedics flooded the scene of the disaster. Molli, Jace, Misty, and the other survivors were huddled around near the police, sorrow and dread filled the air.
After a few minutes, one of the officers approached the gang, feeling what they are feeling.
"Now we have forensics scoping out the area to find probable cause for this situation, but I'd like to ask each of you what you know about this" The officer said.
"Ask the girl who predicted this shit, she knows more than she says" the other man said, giving a disterned look at Molli.
"Look, I already told you, I had a feeling that something bad was gonna happen…"
"Bullshit, how the fuck would someone have a "feeling" about this shit!"
"Hey lay off man, she's already stressed out enough without you piping in!" Jace shot back.
The officer stood between the two before they could fight again.
"Take it easy, take it easy… we've already called your parents or loved ones, they'll be here in a couple hours… in the meantime, I'd suggest you all get along."
The officer left the 8 to introduce themselves.
The fan introduced himself to the young writer.
"I'm Jeremiah wichcom, call me Jeremy…"
"Pleasure, Jace, I'm her older brother, and that's her best friend, Misty" Jace replied.
"Nicole, I work as a manager for a butchery.." The rubble woman introduced.
"Aren't you the kid who wrote the mystery series about three teens who solve mysteries the police wouldn't even touch?" the other woman asked.
"Yes, she is, she's the one… My little sister…" Jace piped.
"Molli, Are you ok?" Misty asked concerningly.
"Molli," The guard asked," As in Molli Shostine?"
Molli stayed quiet, still in shock about her vision. The guard went over and introduced himself to the young girl.
"Ricardo Armando, Ms. Shostine, My family are big fans of your work, My boy was just so happy and shocked when his book was signed by you!" Ricardo exclaimed.
"Wasn't he hospitalized?" Jace asked the guard.
"Yes, he had severe fractures on his lower spine and pelvis, I have to admit you made his entire life that day."
Molli smiled a little, holding back her anxiety. The officer walked up with a mortician with a very "Friendly" face.
"Might I speak to the person who foresaw this, privately?" Asked the mortician, giving a small smug grin on his face.
"That bitch right there," said the man.
The man pointed to Molli, giving a mean look to her as she stood up, and walked with the mortician.
"William bludworth, I clean up after his design…"
"His design?" Molli asked.
"Death's design," Bludworth replied," He doesn't like people like you, people who... cheat his design…"
"What do you mean?" She asked, more concerningly.
"I'll tell you more later, for now, I need to get back to work."
Bloodworth walked away from Molli, leaving the girl to question what he meant by his words.