Chapter 7

For Sebastien Porter, Katarine's death was more than just unfortunate-it was a warning. It was a big 'any-one-of-you-could-be-next' to him. Still, Gen didn't believe it much. She tried to refuse to. She thought of nothing but herself and her vision, which had still gone unanswered. Though, she did begin to take everything into account in her own mind, even if she didn't admit it. She decided against telling anyone what she had realized: That Andrea and Katarine were the first to die in her vision. That would just show the others that she was considering that perhaps it was true. And there was no way she was letting that happen.

The waterslide became weak with the weight of so many children going down it at once. The first time Katarine went down the slide, a part of the slide broke off, and she fell out. At her high speeds, she went right out of the slide into a pole that was holding it up. It cut into her body from between the legs before the rest of the slide collapsed down on her.

Her father was a complete mess. He couldn't eat. He couldn't sleep. He couldn't think. Things had been getting better for Alec Hart. He had survived a parking lot collapse, his ex-wife moved back in, his daughter was back to her swimming. But now it had been a week since Katarine died. He started drinking immediately after, Lor left him again because of it, and now again, for the first time in eighteen years, the paparazzi was all over his ass. He couldn't step foot outside his apartment door without a tape recorder being shoved in his face or a camera flash blinding him.

Everywhere he looks, Alec saw Katarine. He saw Katarine showing off her first ever swimming medal, he saw Katarine crying over the teenage boy who broke her heart, he saw Katarine opening her acceptance letter to NYU and jumping into his arms in excitement. He could no longer bear with the apartment, or his mind.

He had decided. He was going to do this.

Alec, raging, threw his glass of vodka at the wall behind him and walked toward the door, his heart beating a mile a minute. He headed for the roof. The building was 42 floors high. If somebody jumped, that somebody would not survive. So he was going to do so. Alec would jump, and Alec would not survive.

As he inched toward the ledge, Alec thought of all the things that he would be leaving behind: all of his friends, his family, his hockey, his apartment, his fans. But the thing that he would be reunited with on the other side felt much more tempting for him, and all that was there was his daughter. Beautiful, talented, witty, sassy Katarine-unlike any other girl in the world.

When he reached the very edge, he started to imagine death. As he did so, however, he didn't imagine heaven or hell. He imagined blackness, emptiness, like a dark abyss all by yourself. He pictured a place where you couldn't think. You were just gone for all eternity.

That idea didn't sound any more pleasant than the idea of a world without Katarine, so wiping a tear from his eye, he turned around, stepped off the ledge back onto the lower rooftop, and was greeted with a bright flash. It ended with a scream, and then nothing. Absolutely nothing.

"And due to a guilty confession from a young paparazzo, Alec Hart's death has been proven to be an accident as opposed to the suicide it was believed to be. The paparazzo had planned to take a photo of the jump from behind Hart, but instead settled for a shot of Hart stepping off of the ledge. The flash of the camera shocked him, leaving him to stumble back, and off of the 42 storey building."

Alec Hart's death was proven an accident, and to Genevieve, this could only mean one thing: Seb was right. He was right, and she knew it. It became all the more clear to her when she realized that Andrea had gone first in her vision, Katarine had gone second, and Alec had gone third. They died in the order they would have if they'd have stayed in the lot.

"Who died fourth?" asked Justin, upon hearing this news.

Gen had to think for a bit. After the car crushed Alec, the fifth floor caved in on top of Marco and Seb. As soon as she remembered, she looked right into Seb's eyes. This was not necessarily to let him know that it was him, but just to take him in, as well as this information.

"No," Seb muttered, causing Gen's eyes to water.

"We know how it works now, so we can beat this then! We'll just have to be careful," Justin motivated.

"Do you remember how the order went in total?"

"I remember it all like the back of my hand." Justin and Seb stared at her blankly, waiting for her to carry on and tell them more. "Uhm, you and Marco went at the same time…then Justin."

"Then Morgan, I guess?"

"No, then it was that girl on the cell phone. She set fire."

"Should we call Courtney?"

"I would."

"I'll call Morgan and get him to meet us at her place."

"And I'll call May," Seb decided.

"We're not gonna be able to call that Leah woman since we don't know her full name, so we'll have to be on the lookout at all times. Any memory of her last name, or if any of us see her… Just in case we never see her, we have to keep our eyes open for the news, and read the paper daily."

"You're telling that to the two people who are doomed to die before her."

"You guys aren't going to die. We're gonna save Seb any time he goes anywhere near Death, and it'll get stuck on him."

"We're not gonna be able to stop it forever."

"Why not?"