[ WP ] You have developed and ability to see how people will die when you look at them . Your entire life you avoided pictures of yourself , but today you forgot , and , brushing your teeth in the morning , looked in the mirror ...

`` Take him away.'' The man dressed in white was handcuffed by a few angry policemen, each staring at him with hateful eyes. 
 
 `` You're not going to kill anyone anymore, Rodriguez.'' 
 
 Rodriguez. The name of my newest client, finally appeared in my dreams, the medium of which I can tell how people's lives end. Many consider me a true psychic, other consider me a scam. I am what I am. 
 
 I wake up slightly shivering. I have been doing this job for many years, but the fear of these dreams are still able to haunt me. I grabbed my phone and called him. 
 
 `` Rodriguez. Meet me today later at... ten thirty later at the cafe.'' 
 
 `` Sure thing, thanks a lot Mr. Aigo.'' 
 
 I tossed the phone, and walked slowly to the bathroom. Looking at the mirror, I took my towel and readied myself for a busy day. I was appointed to meet three. 
 
 Terrence dies in a car crash, a blue honda Civic. 
 
 Lilly dies by breast cancer. 
 
 Yoshua dies of old age at 74. 
 
 A man with grizzled hair and a pair of glasses -If only I remember the name- dies by a thief who stabbed him. 
 
 I grabbed my phone and called them as I walked to the cafe. 
 
 `` You're there already? Okay. Good bye.'' I hung up as the phone was snatched from my hands. 
 
 `` Hey!'' 

