Zero

Traffic

Lillian briskly strode through yet another alley on a shortcut to her apartment in the heart of New York City, New York.

She happened to glance down at her left wrist and stopped in her tracks.

Her clocks were ticking down as usual, the one in the middle a single second behind the one on the top. It was currently at 00:01:59, the other was, of course, at 00:01:58.

00:01:57

00:01:56

00:01:55 ...

She continued on the path to her apartment, nearly shaking with excitement. She hoped she'd meet her soulmate first, even though there was barely a second between the two.

She just dearly wanted to be able to see color for the first time in twenty-two years.

However, unable to see color and always ignorant of the order of stoplight signals, she strode across the street, and straight in front of a truck.

The last thing she saw before the world went black was a pair of blue eyes staring into her own, and a small heart on her wrist above the last clock still ticking: 00:00:01.

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'Lillian Aman' read the license card settled in the wallet that had fallen out of her purse and into the street when she'd been hit. Andrew could hear screaming, and heard a thud as the truck driver fainted and fell to the ground, but he had time only for her.

He looked into her face, blue eyes meeting eyes that had turned from dark gray to dying brown in the flash of a second, and he held a hand adorned with a heart that matched his own.

Lillian sighed, and closed her eyes, and Andrew's world turned back to grayscale as a scythe appeared just below a heart, that scythe cradled between a dead heart and the dagger of a long-ago met enemy.

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Song: Walking On Sunshine by: Katrina and the Waves

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