He was running away from her, far away, but those claws still kept searching for him. The branches of the trees scratched his face, his feet were barefoot and bleeding from the thorns he stepped on. He turned to see the claws gone and turned to see what was ahead of him, Mary stood there smiling, hands wide open welcoming him into her embrace, he ran towards her like a child and just as he was about to hug her, he looked down to see her hand holding a knife embedded deep into his abdomen, he looked at her, her beautiful fair face with her lovely blonde hair splattered with his blood and an expression of horror lay on her face, seeing her so scared he was about to hug her again when the horrified expression of hers turned into a smile of satisfaction, as if she was waiting for this moment...

He fell to the ground and watched her as she poured oil around him in circles and from behind came 2 figures, who they were he couldn't see, but all he could see was one handing her a lighter and her as she dropped the burning lighter to the ground and he went into oblivion...

He woke up, Mr. Joseph Morfin woke up with a gasp, the one who had saved 3 girls from a dream gasping, he blindly searched for his pills making them fall down and sat up on his bed, took his pills and decided to avoid his girlfriend for the first half of the day to cease his fright...

'Damn what a sissy he thought to himself', as he got up from bed and went to take a shower...

'Why do I get these dreams... Seriously it's because you brain is miscalculating the future like this and telling you what might happen according to it... But... What has it got to do with Mary?? What the hell did it mean?? I mean why does it have to be her who killed me?? Ugh... guess I took a bit too many tranquilizers wish I could take a few of those 'sleep pills' and have a nice sleep...'

Joseph's mother was a doctor and her father was a...

well his mother never really told him much... Any topics regarding his father were hushed in this house... What could you expect from a divorced couple?? His dad left a few years ago and then died within a few months due to a heart attack, it was pretty peculiar as he was a very cautious man his pills, excercise and diet were one of the most important things to him... his diary had alot of things about his life, the real stuff where they mention all the girls and the things you do though you should not... You know what it meant right??

Joseph had a hard time remembering his dad... And as he put on his shirt and grabbed his bag to leave for the lecture of the day, he decided to make a list of his to-dos and his to-avoids of the day, just as he opened the door his nightmare became truth...

Joseph almost screamed and ran as he saw Mary waiting at his door with her hand above her head in a fist as if to punch him.

"Oh my god!", he helped nearly.

"What?", she asked looking puzzled.

Her blonde hair was neatly tied up in a ponytail, a bit too neatly he thought.

But hey, who was he kidding he hated too neat stuff due to his clumsiness. Like that one time when he tried to make coffee and failed cuz he put the milk and water in the wrong proportion? He didn't know where he went wrong for so long,and still doesn't. Or that one time when he tried to make a power point presentation for his project but made it in the wrong application? He made such simple mistakes... So, he decided to improve certain things to avoid being made into a fool in front of others, all he needed to do as observe, properly; look, for patterns in the way people did and remember it. Remember people's choices, their ways of getting things done. Soon he got things just right. He could now make friends, because he realised people with same interests and personalities would always make the best of friends, you need to respect them and their opinions and all but respect and give them security all that is staple, pay attention to their lives' ups and down and you become a best friend, fix the mental issues they feel and they love you be it as a friend or as a partner.

So he changed his rebellious, wild, revolutionary thought process to a more gentle, friendly and more common thought process, his loud uncouth voice to a soft, elegant voice. But sometimes this facade breaks sometimes he gets too excited or too scared or too angry to do any of that. Then the real friends come out but he never underwent anything of that sort in front of his friends, so all his friends? He doesn't even know if they really are his friends. Thinking about all this he had already reached his college. He got off, as his friends stood there with a grim face.

Micheal stood there with a grim face, "You jerk! How could you do this?!"

Mary also stood there by their side disgusted.

Michelle also was disgusted and furious and looked at her twin brother, "Seriously, you have disappointed us so much".

Wanda was there too, even Timothy was angry " I didn't expect this from you".

Had he done something wrong?

"What happened man? Why are you all so angry? Did I do something?", he asked.

"Seriously, do you need to be told?", Mary asked.

" Did I do sommching rong?!", a voice mimicked me, as a leather bag hit my face badly.

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"Something was wrong. Mary had been acting weird for the last few days. This is not good for our project.

We need to do something, for the past few days Mary has cut off all forms of contact with us, we need to do something really quick"

"I agree" "I agree"

"VOTING SHALL BEGIN IN 50... 49... 48... 47..."

"Everyone prepare your votes your vote would be final you can't flip out later"

"Yes" "Yes" "Yes"

"Think it over properly"

"Do we really need to get rid of her?"

"Maybe yes, maybe no, but currently we need to weigh the possible consequences"

"5... 4... 3... 2... 1... 0... Let the voting begin"

People walked up to the cardboard box and dropped their votes silently, some praying, some confident, some excitedly waiting for the results.

"AND THE RESULT STATES -- MISS MIA AKA MIAAMOR TARTAL SHALL BE ELIMINATED"