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Chapter 39

Visiting the Morgue

At that moment Joshua practically forgot how to speak. He gulped at air for a few moments, opening his mouth before shutting it again. Feeling his head swimming he leant against the wall, putting one palm to his forehead, creasing his eyebrows. "You..." Joshua managed to say. "What did you...?"

"We can visit her, if you like." Lisa watched Joshua carefully. "She's in the morgue."

Joshua looked to Lisa. "Hasn't she had a funeral?"

"It happened five days ago, I guess there hasn't been time yet."

"How...?"

Looking left and right, Lisa leaned forward. "I have a theory. But I want you to see the body first, Joshua. If anyone can form a legitimate theory, it's you."

"Fine... fine, let's just get out of here. I expect a doctor will arrive soon since I've woken up."

Lisa nodded and offered her hand. Joshua glared at it for a moment before sighing and grasped it, allowing himself to be pulled out of the room as if he was much younger.

"But everyone else is safe, right?" Joshua said, something in his eyes flashing.

"Well, alive is probably a better term. No one is truly safe. Tyrone is the only unknown. But Jason isn't dead. We assume Jennifer isn't, otherwise Jason would try and do something to himself, probably. In fact, she's probably being used against him."

"What are these letters?" Joshua asked for a change of subject as they started walking down the stairs. His head was spinning so he clutched Lisa's elbow with his other hand.

Nodding slightly, Lisa reached into a pocket. She pulled out a folded letter and gave it to Joshua. Joshua received it, unfolded it and slipped a piece of paper out. "This was the first one."

The piece of paper showed a fair amount of drawings, ones that Joshua recognized. They were clearly from Jason's 'fits' that he had. A drawing of a bus, a cliff, what could've been wind. The hints towards Tyrone's death. "I guess he's being kept in a room with pen and paper." Joshua tried speaking to keep his mind off her. "So whenever he has the fits he has something available to draw them with. So those fits weren't part of the fake vision, that was real. That also makes things much more complicated."

"He's done it before?" Lisa asked.

Joshua nodded. "They hinted towards the next death. Dorothy had something... similar..." Joshua winced at the sound of her name and quickly shook his head. "I don't know what they are; I've never seen them before in other survivors or indeed visionaries."

The two made it out of the hospital without incident and Lisa raised her hand in greeting towards a bland brown car. Nick was leaning in the front passenger seat while Richard sat in the back. He was saying something to Nick but stopped when he saw Joshua. Nick opened the door and stood up straight and stepped towards Joshua. "You woke up."

"Evidently." Joshua looked to his feet, unable to catch Nick's eye. The conversation they had had was bright in his mind.

"Whether it's me or Dorothy or Jay or anyone, somebody's gotta die. Someone is going to die."

"Kind of a pessimist aren't you? What are you trying to say?"

"I'm trying to stop you from making false promises."

Wincing Joshua focused on a dirty spot on the car. "I hear you've been doing a bunch of work with Lisa. Good work."

"Yeah." Nick responded. "I got those clues you talked about. I think we did a pretty good job, personally."

Joshua couldn't help but look up. "Apart from Tyrone and Dorothy."

Nick just shook his head slowly, as if to say, 'I told you so'. "I think most is better than none."

"But all are better than most." Joshua responded, feeling anger in the back of his brain.

"Nick, can you sit in the back?" Lisa interjected, stopping the potential argument. "Joshua, you can sit next to me."

Nick climbed in next to Richard while Joshua and Lisa went into the front, Lisa placing her hands on the wheel and immediately pulling out of the parking space.

"My name is Richard Johnson. I'm a detective." Richard said, since he had never met Joshua before. Obviously he had seen on the bus but that wasn't exactly a meeting, so to speak.

"Joshua." Joshua grunted before sighing. "How could the others not join you? I mean you were saving them and all."

"We did it indiscreetly." Lisa said. "For example we directed Chloe to a different road by holding up traffic. We were never actually seen, but we were making them not go to the source of their potential deaths. We practically knew where everybody was because of the clues Nick saw and the drawings we got from Jason. That was... that was how we found out about Dorothy. We knew she would die in the apartment an hour after, so we called the receptionist to tell her that we had a meeting arranged. Dorothy would have come. Instead, the receptionist went up and found her over the piano. We knew something was wrong so we rushed up there and found her."

"I didn't ask for how she died." Joshua grunted.

"But now you know anyway." Nick said, leaning forward in his seat. "And you'll see how exactly your promises can result in failure."

"I was out for two weeks!" Joshua protested.

"So you should never have made the promise in the first place." Nick growled. "I told you that you were making false promises, but oh no, you didn't listen to me. You're a naïve little boy."

Unable to respond due to Nick's biting tone, Joshua looked forward again. The journey wasn't long, since the morgue was behind the hospital. But you had to go around by the road, since the public couldn't go through the hospital.

Lisa pulled in to a slot and looked behind her. "Richard, Nick, can you stay here?"

"I want to come." Nick said looking in Lisa's eyes before glancing to Joshua.

"I'll stay. I don't need to see her." Richard shrugged. "I'll spend my time alone working everything in my head out. It's been two weeks and I'm still finding it hard to believe everything you told me."

Nodding, Lisa led Nick and Joshua through a double door. She chatted with someone at a desk before motioning for the two. Joshua didn't pay attention as they were directed in a sterile and shiny room. The man inside didn't give a glance, evidently knowing Lisa from somewhere. Instead he nodded and walked over to one of the many large drawers, opening and pulling it out. Joshua found himself staring, his fingers twitching.

Dorothy was covered up to her chest, where grey pallor emerged at her neck. Her hair was slicked back after the body had been washed. It spread around her shoulders equally. Her small mouth was shut, her lips having lost their shine. Worst of all were her dim and grey eyes, staring into oblivion.

Joshua let out a throaty gasp, stepping backwards. One hand was on his chest while the other was squeezed so tight his nails were drawing blood which dripped between his fingers. He turned away, eyes focusing on nothing in the room.

"What's wrong?" Nick asked without emotion. "You've seen dead people before, right?"

"This isn't... This isn't the same..." Joshua choked, his head turned away from the others.

"How? A dead body is a dead body. What makes Dorothy so different from the others. You didn't react like this when you showed us those pictures of the other visionaries and survivors. What's so-"

"It's not the same!" Joshua repeated with a growl on his voice. "Lisa... how did she die?"

"That's the thing. There isn't a mark on her." Lisa said lowly, staring at her son in concern. "The police could only rule some kind of heart attack."

"Then it doesn't make any sense!" Joshua spun around and Lisa was surprised to see tears running down his cheeks. She realized that Joshua was deeply affected by... something. "Everybody... Everybody who died by Death had some kind of mark. Broken bones, split skin, hell, even dad lost his damn head! Never has there been an unmarked body." Joshua was making no effort to hide the tears. "It's them again... it has to be... the people who faked Death, who killed Jake and Dylan. Caused that bridge collapse. It has to be them again..." Joshua took a rattling breath, his eyes flitting back and forth. "But a survivor can't just be killed... that's the whole point, they have to die in Death's accident or... or..." Joshua's voice trailed off in horror.

"What? What is it, Joshua?" Lisa took a step forward but Joshua took a step back.

"Another survivor. That works. You can kill someone, anyone, to get their life. That's the only way, I don't know how, but it's someone else..." Joshua shook his head. "I think I know what Jason was forced to do. That would make sense. I bet he had to choose between Jennifer or Dorothy, and since Jennifer's been in his life for a much longer time the choice was easy, in a bad way. So somehow he killed Dorothy..." Joshua pulled his hand away from his chest and clenched it in a fist. "We have to find them."

"We can't do anything." Lisa shook her head. "I'm sorry, but I want to help the survivors. Richard and Nick can't do it by themselves."

"Why do you want to help them?"

"Probably the same reason as you, I expect."

"...fine... fine!" Joshua spun on his heel and stormed to the door. "I'll do it myself. I find the bastards and kill them!" Joshua opened the doors and got two steps before a large knife went straight into his stomach at a diagonal. He could feel it tearing at his muscles and under his ribs, hitting vital organs. The pain hadn't registered yet so he looked up and his eyes widened in surprise at the man before him. The man smashed his head straight into Joshua's nose, this time sending blinding pain through his head.

"You killed her... you fucking killed her!" David roared, his eyes bloodshot and wild.

"David!? What are you-" Nick took a step forward, but that proved to be the wrong move. David took a step forward himself and smashed a fist into Nick's stomach. Nick buckled, allowing David to shove him to the side, sending him into a metal cabinet.

"You're working for him!?" David's muscles were straining under his vest. Anger could practically be seen pulsing through his veins.

"Calm down, David." Lisa said, taking a loose step towards the unhinged David, making sure to stay out of his reach. She glanced at Joshua bleeding on the floor before looking back to the large man. "I think you've got the wrong end of the stick."

"Shut the hell up, woman." David spat, his nostrils flaring. "I know what Jason told me, I know that you've killed Tyrone as well. You say you want to save the survivors? Bullshit!" David took a step back and squatted to the floor. He placed a big hand on Joshua's neck, squeezing hard. "I had to watch her die! I had to watch Dorothy... I had to..." David bit down hard before shaking his head. "Now watch someone you know die!" His fingers squeezed tighter, crushing Joshua's throat.

"It won't work." Lisa said firmly.

"You think I can't strangle a man? After seeing what he did to Dorothy, I'm more than capable!"

"He didn't do anything to Dorothy!" Lisa took another step forward, getting angry herself. "He's been unconscious for two weeks."

"Then I guess he was unconscious when he killed her, huh. Don't bullshit me!" David straightened up, dragging Joshua up with him. He let Joshua go for a moment before pulling him close with a muscled arm, squeezing even tighter, crushing Joshua's throat. Joshua couldn't make a sound. "You can't dispute physical evidence! I was forced to watch, hand-cuffed to a pipe, forced to watch the knife... her blood sprayed over my face!"

Lisa frowned. "Something is obviously wrong, David. Let Joshua go and we can figure it out. Joshua hasn't done anything in the last two weeks."

"Are you still trying that? You can't dispute what my eyes see!" David let go of Joshua, allowing him to drop to the floor. Joshua sprawled on the floor, barely conscious. David smashed a booted foot into both of Joshua's wrists, hearing a satisfying crack from each one. He followed up by squatting again and pulling the knife out of Joshua's stomach.

In Joshua's hazed vision he saw a demon holding a knife. David just chuckled, crazy with anger. "I'm going to do to you what you did to her! I've been following you, waiting for this moment..." David then thrust the knife down into Joshua's chest, once, twice, a third time. He continued to stab downwards, blood splattering all over his chest and face.

David only stopped as Nick leapt at him from behind, latching his arms around David's neck. David stood up and simply ran backwards, slamming Nick back-first against the wall. Nick gasped, loosening his grip. David sent an elbow into Nick's side, causing him to let go properly. David spun around and grabbed Nick around the throat, squeezing hard. Nick sputtered and gasped, trying to claw David's face but David's free hand stopped that.

"I'll kill all of you."

"...sure you will..."

David's eyes widened and he dropped Nick and spun around to see Joshua standing up. "What... you shouldn't be able to..."

Joshua cracked his knuckles, his wrists not broken. "You've ruined my shirt..." Joshua glanced down to his shirt with the knife holes in it. He unbuttoned it and threw it the floor, revealing a blood spattered but uninjured chest. His stomach had no injuries either. His nose wasn't crumbled either and the marks around his throat had disappeared. "But you know what? You've made me be myself again, because I've just figured out what happened about the first vision, why Dorothy and Jason had visions." Joshua took a step forward to the dumbfounded David. "David, listen to me. If you walk a few metres that way you'll see Dorothy. Uninjured. I'm afraid she's dead, but there is no mark on her body. No knife wounds, nothing."

Suspicious, David walked forward, pushing past Joshua. He froze at the sigh of Dorothy on the slab of metal. He reared back unbelieving, before moving forward again. He placed a hand carefully on Dorothy's cheek. "Dorothy..." David flinched as Joshua put a hand on his shoulder but didn't move it away.

"Don't worry, David." Joshua said lowly. "I'll find whoever killed her, killed Jake and Dylan. You can come with me. I'll let you do whatever you want to the murderer. I will find him, David, I will."

David found his legs shaking. He grit his teeth and with a lot of effort forced himself to stop shaking. He squeezed his eyes shut before straightening up and turning towards David, anger replaced with determination. "Fine. Let's go now." David walked towards the door but turned back towards Dorothy. "Don't worry... I'll get him." With that last look, David left the building, followed closely by Joshua.

A/N: Thanks to Bookreader2010, Gabe's-Girl-Forever and Meowth's Toon Dragon for the reviews! Now, I understand it hasn't exactly been much 'Final Destination-y' recently, but apart from a brief section next chapter, we'll be having a lot of clues, searching and good ol' final destination stuff happening.

Also, killing Dorothy was an important factor, don't you forget it! Well, it was either her or Jason. I chose her because I know she's more loved by you guys. So, keep on reading and reviewing and enjoying! 'Cus the upcoming chapters are going to get into the thick of things!

'Till next time!