Death Novelas e Histórias

I picked the phone up without even looking at the screen to see who was calling. "Please stop calling my damn phone." I said, thinking it was Micheal. "Well damn. What the hell i did to you" asked Kita sounding all hurt. "Girl, I thought you was Micheal cheating ass. He won't stop calling my phone. I can't even get no sleep" Kita paused for a minute, being all dramatic. "Well duh Guh. That's why they invented putting your phone on silent. To silence any unwanted attention." We burst out laughing. Because I never even thought about putting the phone on silent. That is why I love my girls They could bring me out of any dark mood.

Age at death: 6 years old Date of death: 10th December, XXXX (1:30 AM) My body collapsed onto the floor. “NO!!!”

"Directive 9.2. Every flag since 1998. Two hundred and eleven names. One hundred and ninety-seven dead. Fourteen active. Including you two." He looked at me. Then Rosie. "And your mom." "Mom's in there," Rosie said. "Yes," Justin said. "Entry 143. Termination date: April 15, 2024. Cause: vehicular. Status: closed." I watched Rosie. She didn't cry. She just nodded. Once. Like she'd been waiting to hear it said out loud. "How do we kill it?" I asked. "Magnet," Antonio said. "Strong one. Or fire. Or—"

Never fixed the actual problem. I was dead. Punishing them changed nothing.

Assets = people. Then, on the circled page, two lines. Jin Kwon — reacted to DECAY as a charge, not a rumor. Classified by Marcus on sight. Marcus asked: what lab. And under it: LUS narrates the dead freely. Goes silent only on the living. Torres. Jin. She underlines the last one. The room is colder after she writes it. Outside, the base keeps being alive. A door eases shut. VIBE murmurs. The gate holds in the dark.

[Host has suffered catastrophic injustice: deprivation of dignity and theft of achievement. [Current unfairness count: 3/3.] [Judgment confirmed. Death program initiating.] [Brain-death countdown: 10 minutes.]

Makes the jon a little less messy. “Bury her.”

Lifeless. And then, I hit send.

He’s wearing black, as usual, the fabric of his suit is crisp and expensive, but there’s something different about him this time. Behind him, Nikolai moves to his side, standing slightly behind him, the perfect shadow. No one speaks at first. Then Dmitri exhales, shaking his head slightly, as if amused by our silence. “I take it you’ve all been waiting impatiently.” Dante tilts his head slightly. “You have news.” Dmitri smirks. “I do.” He looks directly at Dante, then at Matteo, then at me. “Kai is dead.”

Death. Everyone was about to die.