[ WP ] You have the ability to see how someone will die and who will cause it . One day you meet someone and see your name above their head .

Getting to see how someone is going to die, any random schmuck in the street as well as the person who is going to be responsible, you ’ d think that could be fun right? It actually isn ’ t as much of a curse as you think it could be, it doesn ’ t happen on its own. Firstly you have to let your eyes slide out of focus and secondly, watch the person for a good couple of minutes. It turns out, people can get really creeped out by this, and if your attention gets diverted at any point then you have to start all over again. 
 
 
 Now importantly, how do I * “ see ” * this information? Well that part is easy, it floats through my imagination, with my eyes closed as a picture of the person I was staring at, with text floating above their heads, a name and a cause of death. For example – the bus driver three days ago? Over his head when I closed my eyes floated * “ Bruce Worthington ” * and * “ alcohol fuelled revenge ” *. Another example would be my parent ’ s – after all, upon discovering you have the ability to do this, you would obviously check your nearest and dearest wouldn ’ t you? Well unfortunately I never found out my mothers, as I came home to find her dead one day after school, laying in a pool of her own blood, with my father rocking back and forth on the floor holding a bloody knife. Coincidentally his words were; * “ William Merlot Jr ” * and * “ 117 stab wounds ” * which is exactly how I did kill him. 
 
 
 Years passed and my name never reappeared over anyone, time passed and life settled into a rhythm, work, gym, home for dinner, sleep and repeat. That changed one morning on my bus ride in to work. I ’ d gotten used to sitting at the back so I could stare at people for the requisite couple of minutes through the window as the bus pulled up to the stop, without them noticing or getting weirded out. Closing my eyes to check for the third time that day ( the first two had been pretty mundane and boring. One was old age, so I assumed her own name * “ Heather McDonald ” * and the second was * “ Road Collision – Hit and Run ” * and the name was * “ Stephen Bottlewood ” * so I automatically assumed a drunk idiot driving an Audi ) I had a shock and sat bolt upright with my eyes tracking the young lady for all I was worth. The cause? Well that would be the name floating above her face with my eyes closed * “ William Merlot Jr ” *, but more shockingly? A cause of death I had never seen before, I saw the word * “ kindness ” * floating over this unknown lady ’ s head. 
 
 
 Kindness I sat there mumbling to myself, how do you even kill someone with kindness? Wondering if this could be a mistake. I even feeling the faintest glimmer of an emotion I had long ago given up on; hope. Well I decided there and then, work was being blown off today and I would be following this young lady and attempting to start a conversation, perhaps this world had a place for me after all. 
 
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