Final Destination 6

The Aftermath

I can't help Alice, but I can help Benji.

Me: Benji, listen to me. We have to go...

Alice grabs Benji's hand.

Alice: Please, don't leave!

Benji turns to me.

Benji: I can't leave her!
I look up the mountain and then back to Benji.

I try to grab Benji's shoulder, but he pushes me back. I stubbornly grab his arm again and start pulling him.
Benji: Let go of me!

We're running out of time. I begin considering leaving him when suddenly Karey and Robyn grab Benji.
Karey: Let's go!

Karey, Robyn and I pull Benji off Alice, who cries hysterically.
Alice: BENJI.

We drag Benji and we begin sprinting across the snow for the cafe. The avalanche not to far behind.

Me: Benji, don't look.
I look back for a moment to see the base of the chairlift being smashed by the wall of snow taking Alice with it.
We arrive at the doors of the cafe and shoulder through into the room.
Everyone is up against the back wall huddled.

Karey drags Benji to the back with the others, while Robyn and I slam the doors. I drop to the ground and dive under one of the tables. I close my eyes tightly and I hear a booming crash. followed by a glass crescendo... I can feel the room turn dark.

Who knows how long I was bracing my body under that table. I felt like I had left my body.

A drop of cold water runs down the back of my shirt and I cautiously open my eyes.
I look up to see icicles sporadically lining the ceiling. Only the strongest had survived, while the rest lay in shards on the floor. I slowly drag myself from under the table and look around the dimmed room, and I can now see everyone staring at me.
Morgan: Where's Alice...
Benji sits with a blank expression. Motionless.
Out of nowhere the lift operator pulls a knife off a seafood platter being eaten by an elderly couple and points it towards me, shaking.

Operator: H- How did you know?

I couldn't speak.

Operator: I said HOW DID YOU FUCKING KNO-

He runs at me and I stumble backward.
But all of a sudden he stops.
His face relaxes, and his arms fall to his sides dropping the knife.
An icicle had fallen through the top of his head and out through his chin. In his still open mouth, you can see the icicle pierced through the lid of his mouth and through his tongue.

The room breaks into a roar of screams as the operator falls, hitting his chin on a table popping the icicle out of his head.
Everything starts to go blurry and the screams drown out.

I glance down and see through the hole through the man's head. My ears start ringing and a tingling sensation starting at my fingers spreads through me and everything goes black.
I faint.