Chapter 5: Wake

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Quinn’s POV.

“Have you heard the news about our fellow student Alora from the tourism building?”

“Yes, I watched the shocking news before going to bed last night.”

“She’s far too young to be gone. Her parents must have been the most devastated.”

“Are you going to attend her wake later?”

Every student on campus was talking about Alora. Even though the sun wasn’t hot today, I wore tinted sunglasses to conceal the dark circles under my puffy eyes. I was unable to sleep the entire night because I was grieving.

I took a break from walking because I knew my tears would fall soon. Every time I think about what happened to Alora, I feel the need to cry. I was with her yesterday. We were together yesterday. I had no idea it would be the last day I would be able to see and spend time with my best friend. I should have savored the time I had with her at the time.

“Quinn!” Pracy called me, her eyes welling up.

She ran up to me and hugged me before weeping out loud like a child. I bit my lower lip and gazed up at the sky to keep myself from crying.

“Stop crying, Pracy,” I hushed her as I gently patted her on the head.

“I couldn’t believe it…” 

“Me, too. I was with Alora yesterday. I didn’t expect her to be gone for good after that.”

She broke down in tears. I didn’t say anything else and let her cry until she was tired. When she felt she had no tears left to cry, I drew her to a seat and calmed her. I reached into my bag for a bottle of water and handed it to her.

I looked at her with sympathy. We’re both hurting because we lost our best friend, but I’m certain Alora’s parents are suffering the most because she’s their only daughter.

“It’s all my fault…” 

Pracy raised her head when she heard what I had just said. I turned to face her. 

“What do you mean? Her death was an accident.”

I moved in closer to her, making sure no one else could hear our conversation.

“I saw it.”

She frowned. “What did you see? I don’t understand.”

“Yesterday, while talking with Alora, I looked her in the eyes and saw an accident that was bound to happen, and it did, even down to the exact day and time of the accident. I witnessed everything, but I chose to ignore it…” I paused for a moment. “If only I did something to stop her death, she could stay alive and we could still be with her right now. If only I had warned her beforehand of what I foreseen, there’s a good chance she’ll be able to avoid the danger that’s coming her way.”

She stared blankly into space for a split second. She wiped the tears from her eyes and looked at me, her face devoid of emotion.

“Could you please stop, Quinn? Alora is gone! She’s not dead for long! Could you please put an end to your craziness and unreasonable imaginations for the day?”

I shook my head. “Why don’t you believe me, Pracy? How many times do I have to tell you what I’m saying is true?”

“Because I know what you’re saying is absurd!” she snorted.

“But it is true!”

“You just looked into her eyes and you can tell what’s going to happen to her? Are you saying you can predict what will happen in the future? Wake up from your delusions! That doesn’t happen in real life, Quinn!” she snapped back before storming out of the classroom.

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