Final Destination 7 Novels & Stories

Time to end this one way or another. ***

her feminine deep yet smooth voice bounced around the room filling up our attentive ears. "Someone here is the traitor and I'll be giving all of you just 48hours to surrender yourself. If I don't get a response from any of the seven of you then I'll advice you live the remaining hours of lives the way you wish and don't even think of acting smart cause I'll find you. You are all dismissed"

You have thirty-six hours to reach the Final Destination. Any candidate who takes longer than that will not pass. We wish you the best of luck. I glance through the note one more time, my mind coming fully back to me now as adrenaline starts to pump through my veins. Once I’m sure that I’ve committed it all to memory, I crumple it and toss it into the corner of the box, sorting quickly through my supplies as I glance around the forest, eager to get on the move.

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Love. END

“I’m in the second trimester. Is this ever going to stop?” “Yes. I’m sure it will.” He smooths my hair back. “There’s barf in your hair. I’ll start the shower.” “Call Sam first.” Archer’s face tightens, and he shakes his head. “It can wait. It takes hours to drive down from Michigan to Indy. Bobby doesn’t have money or up-to-date ID to buy plane tickets.” “Okay.”

Forever. -------------------------------------------END----------------------------------------------------------------------

The rain had eased to a cold, persistent drizzle by the time they reached **Grid Echo-Seven**. It wasn't a grid reference so much as a scar on the landscape: a collapsed mining adit half-hidden by scree and skeletal pines, deep in the lee of the mountains overshadowing Dominic’s Aerie. The air hung heavy with the scent of wet rock, pine sap, and decay. It felt less like a rendezvous and more like a tomb.

I then see that Calvin has messaged me about an hour ago. "Jessica, I have some fantastic news. I managed to schedule a meeting with a potential business partner in Toronto. This means that I will arrive around the end of June." Crap. Now I have to plan something quick.

Charlotte then heads towards her new workplace. She was warmly welcomed by the staff and the assistant manager. She got her new id card, new cabin, new badge, and new color collar to highlight that she’s public relations manager. The first day went like this, meeting her new colleagues, touring the hotel and getting to know about her work which is more similar to what she has done previously. As soon as her work time ended in the evening, Charlotte informed her colleague that she’s leaving and came out of the fancy hotel. It is one of the costliest places in the country.