(Thanks to Zro-Kemuri 9t6, CodyOnTheBounce, and lance-dusk for your reviews! I'll reveal the whole list of clues at the end of this chapter. So, let's read on for the first death, shall we?)

I took a deep breath and supported myself outside the police station wall. I didn't usually shout like that, but this time, everything was just pent up. I mean, how could he accuse me of something I didn't do without any evidence in sight?

"Rose?"

I turned to see Tom, who was looking around nervously. "H-hey..."

"How are you? I saw you storm out of the room, fuming and muttering. What happened in there?"

"False accusations, that's what happened." I said, leaning back first on the wall, staring up at the sky. "What am I going to do?"

"What do you mean?"

"If what that website said was true, then you, me, and everyone else will die. How can I stop it?"

"Don't think about it." Tom said, reassuringly. "If someone dies... well then we can assume that it is true. But nothing has happened for now, so we can just rest, okay?"

"Y-yeah... yes, thanks Tom."

"Your welcome. Umm..." Tom scratched his nose, staring at a spot behind my head. "Seeing as it's nearly five... I don't suppose you want to go... get dinner somewhere, do you?"

I grinned, relieved. "I'll be glad to Tom. Let's go find one now." I suppressed an urge to laugh. This guy was just so sweet.

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Harry wiped his forehead, sweat dripping to the floor. The sun was bright in the sky, and was shining down, creating a mirror effect on the harbour. He had already coated the boat in a fresh layer of paint, which had dried quickly, and had replaced the glass in the front of the small boat. After finishing patching up a few holes, and had finally started to work on the engine.

He unscrewed the covered of the fan motor, took the fan out and lay it to the side, and placed the screws next to it. He started to use lemon juice on the rust.

"How will that help!" The man who owned the boat demanded.

Harry grinned. "It's hard to believe, but lemon juice has a hell of a lot of acid, and quickens the removal of rust."

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Tom and I walked down the road, chatting. We swerved from the topic of Death and the premonition, and started talking about our families, when a car stopped next to us at the traffic lights. It's was a convertible, and the driver was a woman in shades and a fur coat. She was nodding her head to the music which was playing.

I recognised it as 'Round and Round' sung by Selena Gomez, one of the young pop diva's going around lately. She was starting to get as big as Miley Cyrus, which was pretty impressive, considering every little girl's dream is to meet Miley. I stopped for a moment and closed my eyes, listening to the lyrics.

"-I need you here with me

We can't go on this way

I'm falling hard for you

And all I can say

We're going round and round

We're never gonna stop

Going round and round

We'll never get where

We are going

Round and round

Well your gonna miss me

Cause I'm getting Dizzy

Going round and round

Round and round

The lights turned green, and the car shot off, the driver giving me an odd glace. I stayed in place, suddenly feeling really bad. I couldn't move, couldn't even think. A cold draft spun around me, and I thought off the urge to collapse onto the floor.

"Rose? What's wrong?" Tom asked, eyes wide in fear. He grasped my arm as I started to fall, and pulled me to my feet.

"I... I..." I shook my head, blinking. I saw the fire and heard the screaming of the train crash. I was feeling the heat soar across my face just as Harry was blown away... Harry... "Harry!"

"Wh-what?" Tom asked, looking at me weirdly.

"We need to find Harry! Something's going to happen!" I exclaimed, and suddenly everything I'd seen related to each other. The birds spiralling, the fan falling to the floor, the song... everything had been related to spinning. "Something to do with... with spinning. We have to go and find him!" I took off, leaving a poor confused Tom, looking around, before following me to the waterfront. Something just lead me there, I wasn't aware of my own actions.

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Harry attached the motor back together, and attached it back to the boat. After screwing the screws in, he stood up to survey his handy-work. It looked as good as new. He turned to the man. "I'm finished."

The man nodded, impressed at Harry's work on the boat. "I like it." He said gruffly, walking over to it and went to climb over it. "Oh. Here's the money." The man handed Harry a total of 300 pounds and climbed into the boat, almost instantly moving to drive it to his home by the water.

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I saw Harry turn and the boat leave, and I ran straight in front of him, making him jump.

"Woah! Watch where your go..." When Harry saw it was me, he crossed his arms and looked at me irritably. "Oh. It's you."

"You need to get out of here!" I cried out, just as Tom caught up, panting. "You have to go somewhere else, you can't stay here!"

"Oh for..." Harry glared at me. "Look. I don't like kid's who spout nonsense and kid's who murder hundreds. I don't know why you ain't arrested, but don't you dare spout that crap at me." He turned and started to walk away. I grabbed his arm in desperation.

"You don't understand, you will die! You were first, and you'll be first to die!"

"Shut the fuck up and leave me in piece, will you?"

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The man narrowed his eyes. He turned to the engine, and suddenly his eyes widened. The motor engine was half in the water, some of the screws weren't in his place. It spluttered, and let out a spark. It suddenly caught on fire, and the man scrambled back. "Woah! Shit shit shit!" he threw his coat over the motor, but that just caught it on fire. "Fucking fuck!" The engine suddenly exploded, knocking the man into the water.

The fan was blown from the motor, spinning through the air.

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"Please!" I begged, not caring about the gathering crowd, and the approaching police officers. "You have to leave."

"Right! I don't care, okay? I survived one of the worst pile-ups in England for a while, and I thank you very sparsely for that. But I have no urge to listen to you or any of you! I. Am. Not. Going to die!"

He turned, and suddenly the fan smashed through his face, straight between his eyes. His skull was cleaved open, and blood and muscles splattered against the floor. Harry stumbled backwards, the fan lodged into his face, an eyeball hanging from a string of muscle from the pulp of face. He fell back, hitting the floor; dead before he landed.

"Oh god..." I muttered, falling to my knees, a splatter of blood across my face. Tom was shaking, his face white as a sheet while screams scattered across the crowd. This was real. Completely and utterly real. Death really was out to get us.

Ooh, and Harry is down for the count. I believe it was realistic? But anyway, the list of clues!

The wave sound that Rose heard in the bathroom

The Bird spirallaring around and around

The Fan crashing down onto the floor

Officer Jermaine saying "With the others in the SPIRAL of misery!"

The Circular crack on the windshield of the boat.

And obviously on this chapter the song and the cold draft SPINNING around her. So, there are the clues. Stay tuned for next chapter!