Ello Der Internet People! SmartSlowpoke here! Chapter two of My FINAL DESTINATION STORY!
Disclaimer:I don't own Final Destination but the vision and most deaths are my original creations!
Marcy's head suddenly began pounding. She broke into a cold sweat and it was suddenly hard to breath. Once again she heard the low groan. It only made her head throb more. She looked around and saw that no one seemed to take notice.
After the plane float passed by another float resembling lion approached followed by some high school's marching band. Ariel turned around and smile faded when she saw the panicked look on her friend's face.
"Marcy, what's wrong?",she asked. She looked around in search of anything that could be troubling her.
"It's nothing Ariel. I just ...feel a bit woozy, that's all." 'I don's want to mess up our day of fun. Anyway it's just a headache. It'll go away.' She thought.
Ariel gave her a small smile. "Kay, let's just hope you don't die on me." she chuckled.
They went back to watching the parade. More floats passed by and Marcy finally began enjoying herself. As she turned to see a float driving away she saw a streetlight's bulb go out. Another cold chill ran down her spine as another groan rang out.
Little did she know that atop one of the buildings was an old,water tank. The bolts on the stilt-like support beams were very loose. The rusty tank was the source of the groans plaguing Marcy.
Down below Marcy's paranoia increased greatly. She knew something bad was going to happen but what IT was, she had no clue.
One more groan penetrated the air and IT finally happened.
The water tank collapsed over the street. The heavy tank crushed twenty or so onlookers. The tank burst and in the blink of an eye the streets were flooded. The force of the water slammed many more civilians into walls and washed away other unlucky people.
Parade floats tipped over and more people were crushed. Marcy, who had been submerged when the tank burst, resurfaced and clung to a shop's sign to avoid being washed away again.
Her entire body ached as she witnessed even more onlookers being wiped out by water and other floats. As one float collided with another a huge explosion launched debris everywhere. One metallic sheet of scrap metal flew towards an electrical cable slicing it in two.
She let out one final scream as the cable bean to fly towards her. Just as she was about to be struck, she was brought to reality.
There's the premonition! Hope you enjoyed it! I hope you agree that the 86th Street Flood is on par with the Flight 180 and North Bay Bridge!
R&R
SmartSlowpoke Signing Off!