Ask Me Why

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George paced nervously back and forth in the kitchen as he spoke to Ravi. Pattie was out running some errands, so George quickly rang him.

"I know that it's John who is going to die Ravi. I'm dead keen on finding a way to stop this! He can't die!" George knew how upset he sounded, but he didn't care. He needed to tell Ravi and he needed to get his anxiety out. John couldn't die; there was no way he'd allow that to happen. One of his best mates, someone he had looked up to for years. Now, they were close. He had grown up, and his admiration for John Lennon had grown to a loving friendship, a brotherhood, just like he had with Ritch and Paul. No, he had to find a way around this. He listened to Ravi as he kept pacing.

"George, my friend calm down. Nothing good comes from this excitement. Are you sure it will be John? Are you sure when you touched him that he was the one who left the room?" Ravi tried to calm his friend. He knew that if he didn't George would never be able to handle the task at hand.

"No, I didn't see who left the room, but I did see John. Like I told you, I was in the studio and looked up at the big window to the control room. He was stark raven mad he was. It had to be him. Although, he never drives himself to the studio." George thought the last part out loud. Maybe Ravi was right, and maybe it wasn't John at all.

"You see George, It could be one of the producers or dare I say your manager. You don't know. You must find out who the other person is that John is fighting with." Ravi told him calmly, " Did you see this Rita girl? Did she shed any light to the situation?" He added, thinking he might be able to help put more of the puzzle together.

"Yeah, Rita is a seer too. We figured out that we both have been dreaming the same thing. Only she doesn't dream of the studio and doesn't see the accident. She only hears and smells it. Funny that one is. I don't quite understand that. Anyroad, she says that she never sees a girl in the accident and that she never has seen John," George stopped for a minute to think about the fact that she didn't see John, " Don't know why, but she does see Paul and seems to have this connection with him. " George sighed.

"It's not hopeless George. Actually, you have found out a lot. You see my friend, one does not see their own death." Ravi tried to gently explain to George.

George stopped pacing, lit a cigarette and then it hit him, what Ravi had just said. The girl that would die was Rita. He shook for a minute at the thought of the vibrant woman he had met, dying in this horrible accident that he saw over and over again.

" You mean to say it's Rita who will die? Maybe this one time John does drive to the studio. Maybe that's why the accident happens because he is a horrid driver, really he is," George snickered for a minute forgetting about everything, and thought about how scared he had been the few times he had driven with John. He had vowed, they all had vowed, never to drive with John again. He remembered how he almost piss himself when John ended up on the opposite side of the road with a car coming dead on, in front of them. George pulled on the wheel, and brought them back to their side of the road. They had stopped and George drove the rest of the way yelling at John and telling him that he would never drive with him again. John just laughed it off as he often did, saying George was right. That's when John had hired Les to be his driver. Then his thoughts shot back to the fact that Ravi had just told him it was Rita who would die.

"Rita?" George again asked Ravi, hoping above all hopes that he had not heard him right.

"Yes, George. Rita does not see the woman, for the woman is she, and that is why she doesn't see the accident. She doesn't see it because most victims don't see in time. She doesn't get out of the way. You must get her to leave from her home for a few days around the time of the accident in order for her to live." Ravi told George, giving him some hope that Rita wouldn't die.

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