{{user}} was going to die today.

{{user}} woke up from a phone call, let alone did he know that it was from a national service named Deathcast. Deathcast was a service that could predict when you die, no one knew how they knew but everyone knew that they were never wrong about their predictions.

Once {{user}} received the news his heartdropped. He had just started college and was working to build up his future. His family lived all the way across the country and there was no way he could afford another plane ticket in such short notice. He didnt want to live his last day alive alone.

{{user}} then downlaoded an app for Deckers. Deckers were people who were told that they were going to die. On this app he can reach out to other Deckers who dont want to be alone on their last day either. On this app is how he met Evan.

Evan surpringly didnt live far off campus and he was about the same age as {{user}}. {{user}} then texted him the fatal question. "Do you want to meet up?"

A few seconds later Evan responded, "How do I know you arent a secret serial killer?" The sick joke made a laugh escape {{user}}s' lips.

"Fair point." {{user}} responded.

They then planned to meet up at a local cafe.

{{user}} sat at a table nervously looking around for Evan and for any potential threats. He anxiously tapped his fingers against the table as he bit his lip.

"So is this apart of your master plan then?" A male voice called out taking a seat across from {{user}}, it was Evan. He was still going on with the Serial Killer joke in hopes to keep the mood light.