Sunday 6 May 2018
Death Prediction !!
Huang took away the phone from his ear and started looking at the screen for a moment. He couldn't understand what he was hearing.
... " To know the date of death of a stranger, press 1. To find out your date of death, press 2 ... "
With shaking fingers, he pressed 1. " Please say the name of the person whose date of death you would like to know " Huang hesitated, thinking for a few moments, then said the name of the famous singer whose concert he was going to.
Huang was shocked. "That's today's date," he mumbled.
He hung up the phone. When he looked at the time, he saw that it was already 7:00 pm and the bus was pulling up outside the concert venue. He shoved the phone in his pocket, scrambled out of his seat and jumped off the bus.
His heart was pounding like a locomotive as he raced through the gates of the concert venue. He presented his ticket and was allowed inside. There was a huge crowd waiting around the entrance. For half an hour, Huang waited. His heart was beating fast.
All of a sudden, the crowd, trying began cheering and clapping their hands. The famous singer emerged from the front door of the concert hall and walked down the steps to greet her fans. Huang pushed his way through the crowd, trying desperately to get to the front.
" Let me through !! " he shouted. " Let me through !! "
Suddenly, Huang found himself at the front of the crowd. The singer was inches from him. He reached out to grab her, trying to attract her attention. Just then, he felt the crowd surge forward and he was pushed from behind. Losing his balance, he stumbled forward and collided with the singer.
The force of the blow knocked her backwards and she fell, hitting her head on the concrete with a loud crack. Blood started gushing out and the singer lay there on her back with a smile frozen on her face. Huang lay beside her on the ground. In the melee, the mobile phone had fallen from his pocket and it was sitting in a pool of blood.
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