10 years had passed since then.
John had not seen Rose since, she was forced to move for her work. She and John used to speak on the phone-until one day it fell on the floor and broke but as John bent over to pick it up it got ran over by a car, getting completely shattered. He had her phone number only on that phone, he lost it and with it her. John moved on, and his life went on normally, however, he still kept the rock he had found with her in his pants pocket everyday. John continued working at the same job, his life went on without change. He had found new happiness within a man named Dave Strider. They got married in the summer of four years ago. Their marriage had recently began dying, along with their happiness. Dave was unemployed and became addicted to pills, to cope with the failing marriage they had both burdened with. John, however, had more ambitious plans.
"I'm going to a really important business meeting today. I'll stop at the store on my way back, do you need anything," John asked Dave on the Saturday noon.
"No i don't need anything," replied Dave.
John put on his coat and left through the front door.
At the meeting fate would be sure that John was aware of it's presence.
"You won't be making any more sales today, John!" Shouted one of the men seated at the table with John.
He had felt their evil energies, since had stepped foot in the room. It began to intoxicate him, nausea was taking over.
"You can't fire me! I make five times more profits for the company anyone else. You can't fire me. You need me." John said.
"God dammit, you're right. Now you try that shit one more time and i'll have your ass out of here for good.
John just walked out without saying another word.
"How could he fire me? He needs me, the company needs me. How could they fire me? I'm saving the company." Said John in a quiet voice as he was walking down the street. He decided that he wouldn't go to the store and would return straight home. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and called Dave. Dave didn't answer. He was reminded of the events that happened ten years ago, but he thought nothing of it. "I need better phone service," he thought.
"Dave are you there?" asked john.
"Are you there?' John kept calling out.
He was walking down the sidewalk, noon had passed it it nerd the evening at about three pm. He was besides a bank, as he stepped of the sidewalk and onto the street it was silent. All was unchanged. He kept calling out Dave, for the same response of silence. There were several other civilians going about their daily lives: walking on sidewalks, eating at a bench, and talking wit others. There was an occasional car that stood out among the white building and houses that surrounded John.
"Dave answer me! are you there?" John called out.
John once more called out, "Are you there" -
Suddenly
He was stricken. As his body was thrusted forward he realized he had gotten hit by a car.
His body lied on the floor. With his remaining strength he reached for his phone. It was covered in blood. His hand didn't reach it but instead fell in a puddle of blood that kept growing. The rock that he had found with Rose ten years ago fell out of his pocket and onto the street. Someone put it into his weakly clenched hand.
"I saw what happened. I'm a witness." Said a bystander who saw it all take place.
"Someone call nine one one!" Someone else shouted not far from the car that hit John.
The ambulance arrived and put John in the car. He was taken to the hospital. He lied in the bed for hours. The rock that had been in his pocket, by some unknown force, fell into his hand.