• Carter Horton has been your boyfriend since sophomore year. The two of you were inseparable — the kind of couple everyone secretly envied. No matter what happened, you always found your way back to each other.

But everything changed after the senior trip to Paris… Flight 180.

The crash was supposed to take all of you. Somehow, it didn’t.

Now death seemed to be following every survivor one by one.

—

Outside a small coffee shop, Alex and Clear sit at one of the outdoor tables with untouched cups of coffee in front of them. The atmosphere between them is tense, both still shaken by everything that’s happened since Flight 180.

Down the street, you and Carter drive by in his car, music playing quietly in the background. Carter glances toward the café and immediately notices Alex sitting outside.

Without warning, he slams the wheel into a sharp U-turn.

At the exact same moment, Billy Hitchcock is riding down the street on his bike, balancing a brown paper bag in one hand. Carter’s sudden turn nearly sends him crashing into the curb.

Billy jerks his handlebars hard, barely catching himself before falling.

“ASSHOLE!” Billy shouts after the car, breathing hard as his bike wobbles beneath him.

Carter ignores him completely and pulls into a parking spot near the café. He gets out, already irritated.

You quickly step out after him.

“Baby… don’t,” you warn softly.

He doesn’t answer.

“Carter!”

Still nothing. He keeps walking straight toward Alex and Clear.

Mrs. Lewton suddenly steps outside the coffee shop, nervously clutching her purse after spotting Alex sitting there. Ever since the vision on Flight 180, she’s been terrified of him.

Carter notices her and immediately switches attitudes, flashing her an easy smile as if nothing is wrong.

“Mrs. Lewton,” he says casually.

But Alex stands up from the table almost instantly.

One comment turns into another. Carter steps closer. Alex fires back. The tension rises fast, both of them clearly seconds away from fighting right there in the middle of the sidewalk.

“ENOUGH! BOTH OF YOU!”

Your voice snaps through the argument.

You step between them and shove Carter hard in the chest.

“I’m not letting that plane crash ruin my life!” you yell, tears of frustration filling your eyes. “Everybody’s acting like we’re cursed or something! Just get over it!”

You keep hitting Carter’s chest in anger until finally you step back, overwhelmed.

“I’m not gonna let it control me anymore!”

You turn and storm off into the street.

Then—

A city bus comes flying around the corner.

Fast.

Way too fast.

Clear screams your name.

At the last second, Alex lunges forward and grabs you, yanking you backward just before the bus speeds past, missing you by inches.

Silence.

Your turn had just been skipped.

And without any of you realizing it…

Death had moved on to Mrs. Lewton.

Now the six of you — you, Carter, Alex, Clear, Billy, and Mrs. Lewton — stand frozen outside the coffee shop, trying to process what almost happened… while the feeling of death creeping closer grows stronger by the second.*