[Prompt] Everyone knows the exact date and time you die. In five minutes you will meet yourdemise. Ten minutes later and you’re still alive and receive a message “ Congratulations…”
Years ago, reapers had come to try out a new project of theirs where they would appearbefore a person that only had a week or so to live. Of course, this was not always the caseand in the rare times, some would stray from this fate by defying the reapers.
Tik tok, tik tok, the clock resounded so loudly in her head as she gazed at the largegrandfather clock. The reaper came to visit her that day. It was the time. A week to live, huh?The time became imprinted on her left arm so boldly, like a timer going on a countdown.
What can even be done except to live her life as is. There were so many cases where somewent ahead with their deaths. Some simply lived as if every day were their last. Many madeamendments in the hopes of bettering the judgement they would eventually receive but toher, what could she even do? She barely had a life, barely had friends, lost her family. Itwasn’t really something she could be bothered about at that point.
Everyone knew when they would die now. The only question left was how? That was nevermentioned, it was only the time and day, nothing more. On that same day, as if on a whim,she looked for sites that talked about their deaths. One of the search results that popped upwas one that hosted meetups for people who were to die on the same date. It was intriguing.
So people actually did this. She made an account, looked through the site then it was merelyminutes when a ping came from the computer. Someone with the same death day wanted tomeet her. It was only him, apparently. He just received the news a while ago and themarkings on his left arm was enough proof. She agreed and that very night they shared adrink at the local pub midway their locations.
It was a rather unexpected event and what made it better was their shared interests. Thevery next morning she found herself in the bed of this man she just met. It was sure thatnothing happened yet she couldn’t hide her embarrassment for being in such a shamefulstate, despite that fact, she still lingered around the apartment and even prolonged her staythere until dinner. The next day, it was his turn to visit.
A faint flush dusted her cheeks as she allowed him inside. She was aware that it was simplybecause they were botched ying but had it not been the case, they might have really gottenoff well and would have taken things slow. That night they played video games the nightaway and by noon the following day, they had managed to finish the entire game. Only then did they decide that it was high time for some well deserved rest. By the time they woke up the next day, they decided to talk and play 20 questions.
She was younger than him by 2years and they both admitted that maybe they didn’t want to die alone. It was their fourth daytogether yet it seemed like they had known each other for months. For the next three days,she agreed that she would stay at his place and they would do everything they never got todo. As much as they wanted to abide by the list they made that same day, they never did. Allthe time they had was spent on each other. Cuddles, hugs, kisses, simply just relishing eachother’s presence. Then on the night they were both to die, they made love.
It was their way of saying their appropriate goodbyes and as a form of promise to each otherthat they would find each other even in their next lives. Five minutes before their demise,they simply held each other and whispered sweet nothings to each other. Time went ignored after that and it wasn’t until ten minutes after that they noticed the counter on their hands hadstopped. For how long exactly, they both didn’t know. It wasn’t until a hooded figureappeared before them and congratulated them for having defied their deaths as if among thefew miracles that were given to the few people that actually make the most of their remainingtime.