Immortal ch.7

Chapter 7: Cry's From Hell
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*Jasmin's Point Of View*
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Looking at my final drawing of the day, I smiled. I didn't know why I drew a young male at the age of 15 on a motorcycle, but it looked good.
Michael's ghostly figure appeared in my room. He didn't look happy. "Michael, what's wrong?"
He sighed and said, "Your friend, Seth.... He.. died..."
"How?!" I asked loudly.
"He was in a motorcycle accident..."
I chuckled, " Nice one, Michael. For a second I actually believed you. Seth doesn't even know how to ride a motorcycle."
He sat down next to me. "Jasmin, he's really dead."
My phone began to ring. As I looked on the screen, I saw the caller ID was Arianna.
"Hello?"
There was someone crying on the other side of the line.
"Hello? Anna, What's wrong?" I asked.
"Seth! He's dead!" She sobbed even louder.
I looked over at Michael, then quickly hung up the phone.
I ran towards the balcony. Looking up I pulled myself up on a near by pole on the wall. I climbed up the wall until I reached the roof.
I sat there for a good 30 minutes. Michael would check on me once in a while until I said that I was fine. Multiple questions ran across my mind. "How did this happen? Who did it?" and the biggest one of all "Why?!"

Laughter. That's all I could hear. Laughter. I looked down to see who was laughing and I saw him. The strange man. Looking up at me laughing his butt off.
Rage filled my body. Hot tears stained my face. He did it. He killed my best friend. I just wanted to kill him. I turned around to see a mp70 on the ground. I picked it up and pointed it at the insane man. I focused the gun and pulled the trigger.

With a bang, everything went black and grew quiet.