Chapter 3
"Kat, have you heard what happened to Brock?" Tom asked
"Yeah and I've been doing some research and it's happened before, along time ago some kid had a premonition that the plane he and his friends where on was gong to explode. He managed to get some of his friends off and then the plane exploded exactly like he dreamt, and then the kids who left the plane began to die in the same order they would have done if they had stayed on the plane"
"You're talking about flight 180 right?" asked Tom
"Yeah, you've heard about it?"
"That was just an old urban legend to scare kids back when they could safely go on field trips, there is no truth in it"
"Well that kid's premonition was exactly like mine, and Brock has already died, the story is about flight 180 right? well our battle royale would have been the 180th a few too many coincidences don't you think?"
"I'm not sure Kat maybe you're letting things get to you a little too much"
"Well I'm arranging a meeting at my place tonight we'll see if the others think I'm crazy"
Kat placed the phone back on its cradle
"Wanna get a tattoo?" Keiko's question took Tanya buy surprise
"What? Where the hell did that come from?"
"I dunno I'm just running out of places to pierce I feel like something different"
"Sure then, why not? I always thought I'd get one before I died. Now seems like as good a time as any" Tanya stated
"Ok cool and I know just the place"
Tanya and Keiko arrived at "Bludworths Tattoo Studio." "Isn't this place just the coolest?" Keiko asked while looking around at the stone walls "It's designed to look like a morgue"
"I can see that" Tanya answered sarcastically
"Well hello girls I've been expecting to see you" the booming voice made Keiko and Tanya jump they turned around to see the source of the voice. The scrawny looking tattooist didn't seem to suit his voice; the way he looked reminded Tanya of Chris Rock an actor she'd seen in an old film once, only with a few more tattoos. But his voice was more sinister
"What do you mean you've been expecting us?" Keiko asked
"I see you walk past everyday, it was only a matter of time, most things are only a matter of time" it was still unusual to hear this voice coming from this body; Tanya wouldn't have been surprised if there was a recording he was miming too. "The name is Bludworth, Will Bludworth. And no it isn't designed to look like a morgue…..It is one" the tattooist laughed "or at least it use to be. This place has belonged to my family for generations all of them morticians until me, I wanted to be different so I had the place converted, I still know everything there is to know about death though, I had unusual bedtime stories" he laughed again "so girls what can I do for you?"
"Were still looking" Tanya answered whilst flipping through a folder containing tattoo designs
"Alrighty then" said Bludworth "but you don't have all day"
"What do you mean?" asked Tanya
"I mean I close up soon, so anxious for such a young girl" the tattooed man smiled
"Ok I think I've chosen" announced Tanya removing a page from the folder
"Let me see" demanded Keiko
"No you'll see when I'm finished" Tanya snapped back
Tanya took the page over to Bludworth who was sat on ancient looking barstool reading a newspaper. When Tanya handed her chosen design to Bludworth he smiled "very interesting choice"