Actually, I have a completely different death scene on my notes, but as I continued writing, it just changed and the death scene I have here is completely random. It just went on top of my head like two seconds ago, so I hope it came out great.
"Round we go. The world the spinning. When it stops, it's just beginning." Thea sang as she lighted a scented candle in-front of her graduation picture. "I will always remember you. You will be forever in my heart." she kissed the picture and sat on the table and waited for her new boyfriend's call. "Come on Luke. Call." she grabbed her cellphone and checked. No missed call. Thea rolled her eyes and headed for the refrigerator. She bent down to look for something good to eat. Nothing. She closed the refrigerator door and accidentally thumped her newly bought gas. "Darn. I'm too lazy to clean that up." She headed towards the table and checked for missed calls. Still nothing. Thea sat down, bored and nothing going on her mind. She played with her hair as she waited for the call. "Do you like the new shampoo I am using for you?" she talked to her hair. "Oh, you are as golden as ever, hair." she giggled as she grabbed her hair and tickled her neck. She was interrupted when the doorbell rang. Thea continued playing with hair, and the doorbell rang again. "What?" she said annoyed. Thea stood up, unknowingly hitting the shelf of her graduation picture and the candle landed on the spilled gas. She opened the door. "Oh, hello there Brandt. How's the cutest mailman's day going?" Brandt rolled his eyes and handed Thea her mail. "Here, Thea. I don't have time with your flirting. I've got mails to deliver." Brandt turned around and walked away. She caught up with him and grabbed his chest. "I know you are tired and I've got nothing to do. Just ask me anything and I'll do it. I'm your slave, naughty boy." Brandt turned around and smiled and revealed his dimples. "Okay. Help me sort these mails. It'll make my life easier." Thea groaned. "I didn't mean it like that."
"I'm sorry Thea. Maybe next time, okay? When I'm not working." Brandt hopped in the mailbus and drove away. Thea smiled and waved. "Okay. I'll wait for that day." she giggled and read the flyer Brandt handed her. "Join now to win a round trip ticket of two to Paris and dine in the city's best restaurant. Le Miro 81. "Brandt will love me if I win this for him." she smiled and entered the house. Smoke filled the place. She turned around and saw a kitchen fire starting. "Oh, gosh! No!" Thea ran upstairs, screaming. She headed towards her room and hid under the bed. "No. Don't kill me. Help me!" she yelled. "Help me!"
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"Are you two serious?" Renzzie said as he took a sip from his soda.
"Yes, Renzzie. Even if you don't believe us, just come with Violet and me to make sure you're safe."
"This is just pointless and retarded. Do you even hear what you're saying? Death has a distinct design but we managed to ruin his list and now he is ought to get us."
"Yeah, we should have just explained to him like that. That is way easier and understandable." Violet said.
"I don't care. Just please, Renzzie. Come with us?"
Renzzie stopped sipping from his soda. "Fine, but just because of that puppy dog eyes and I can't stand my bestfriend like this." Renzzie hugged Cynthia.
"Alright. Now, we just have to contact that other guy with those kinds of electronics."
"You mean James?"
Violet looked at Renzzie. "You know him?"
"He's here playing with my cousin."
"Wait, what? How'd you know him?" Cynthia startled.
"My cousin knows him. He seems like a pretty chill guy." James entered the living room. "Hey. You're that girl who saved me from the ferris wheel collapse. Thanks bro." she gave Cynthia a high five.
"Okay. Well, Renzzie has something to tell you, James." Violet interrupted.
James sat down the couch. "Okay. Start talking."
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"Someone please help me!" Thea started sobbing as she lied under the bed. The chandelier above her started to loose. "Hello? Help me? I'm stuck inside a house fire! Hello?"
Down the kitchen, the fire crawled towards the living room and slowly turned the appliances into ashes. Her emergency gun, which she left on top of the glass table started to redden. The fire crawled inside the bathroom and burned the curtains. Thea could smell the smoke from downstairs.
"Hello? I can smell it! The fire! I could! Really! I am not lying! I could smell the fire from below!" Thea continued to sob. "I got it! I have a gun downstairs!" she tried to scoot out the bed but she was stuck. "Help me! Can somebody hand me my gun from downstairs? I can't get out of my bed so yeah!" The chandelier continued to become loose. "Hello? Anyone? Brandt? Are you outside?" The ceiling started to crack as the chandelier was almost going to fall down. "Hello?" Thea continued screaming. The chandelier fell down and landed on top of Thea's bed and sent her down the first floor. She landed with a thump as the bed was still above her. Her back landed on her steaming gun and broke the glass table. Glass shards scattered everywhere and impaled her back. "Aahh! My back burns!" The gun melted itself into Thea's back as Thea tried to get out under the bed. "Ow! Help me! Help me! I've been a good girl all my life. I don't deserve in hell! Help me!" The fire roared as it grew bigger and higher. Thea continued to scream in pain. A large closet inside Thea's room started to unbalance as the fire continued to burn the place. "Help me!" the gun continued to melt itself through Thea's back. "Help me!" she pounded on the bed. "Get off of me! Please! Let me out!" The closet started to shake and almost going to fall down towards the hole. The fire started to burn Thea's bed. "Aah! My bed! It's on fire! Help me! Somebody please help me!"
The fire continued to burn the bed and the closet kept shaking and almost going to fall. "Aah!" the gun kept melting on her back. Bed ashes landed on Thea's face as she screamed. She pushed the bed aside with all her might and the goal of survival. "Get off of me!" she managed to get out under the bed and ran out the house, screaming. "Help me!" the gun had melted itself and stuck onto Thea's back. "Someone help me!" she stopped as she kneeled down and cried. "Help me!" Then a huge truck headed towards her. Thea let out one final scream of agony and fear before the truck splattered her.
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"Cool. I'm in." James said.
"That's it? You're in just like that?" Renzzie snapped his finger and turned to Cynthia.
"Okay. James is on board. Let's go to the safe house Violet is talking about."
"By means of safe house, I mean my house." she said.
"Your house? Why?" Cynthia asked."
"Because, my house is the safest." Cynthia headed for the car, confused. "Wait, what?" she asked Violet as she turned the car engine on. James and Renzzie hopped in the car as James sang a song. "The wheels on Violet's car goes round and round. Round and round."
"Why are you excited James?" Renzzie screamed annoyed.
"Death is after us! Isn't that neat?" he said as the car swerved to the left and headed towards Violet's house.