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Death is inevitable,and its time is uncertain. These are the words the old man would shout at passerby as he stood on the corner of the street. You never thought about the phrase -perhaps you were young and didn't believe you could die...or maybe you were old and knew what was coming. In any case you shoved the notion to the back of your mind and refused to entertain it. The old man understood it well. He had not been surprised when that car had barreled into him anyways.

On a normal day you go about your routine as you would always. As you walk from one place to the next you notice a murder of Crows flocking around the area and cawing obnoxiously. The constant cawing finally pushes you over the edge.

"SHUT UP!"

You scream at them in a fit of rage. The cawing ceases immediately as the birds turn their beady red eyes on you. It dawns on you that it was probably a horrible,horrible idea.

The crows take flight and shoot into the air...only to swoop in on you. In the flurry of feathers and pecking beaks you black out.

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