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Subject: {ASSM} Seer Episode 1, I See Dying People 3/6 {Kyros} (mf ff fant mag coll nc caution mc les het solo)
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	I See Dying People
	By Kyros

	Seer Episode 1

	Codes for the whole episode (as used on storiesonline.net):
	mf ff gi Mult fant slow mag teen coll non-con caution mc les bi het
	group solo

	Mail:       kyros@hoakz.com

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	            http://storiesonline.net/library/author.php?id=2134

	Disclaimer: http://hoakz.hopto.org:8080/kyros/wiki/Disclaimer

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Part 3

Melissa was staggering forward in darkness.  Her vision was blurred but
she saw a square of light in front of her and she knew, just like she
had been a night fly, she needed to reach that square, and once she did
its light would kill her.  Just like a night fly drawn to fire.  When
she got closer she saw Alexandra lying on her back.  She was fighting
against a darkness towering over her.

In a flash her dorm room was back.  Alexandra was still standing by her
bed, her panties were halfway down her legs and she was staring at
Melissa.  Melissa, having to look up at her, realized she wasn't
standing anymore; she was on her knees.  She must have fallen.

The vision flashed back.

Melissa was kneeling on a bed with white flowers on the bedspread.
Between her parted legs she saw a man's body and when he moved, she
could feel him hot and thick inside her.  She looked up and met Philip's
glassy look.  Suddenly she felt two female bodies press against her from
the front and behind at the same time.  The one behind her grabbed her
hips and started to shove her against Philip's cock while the one in
front of her bent down to her breasts sucking them into her mouth.  She
was inside the mind of someone that was fucking Philip.  In an orgy!

''This isn't happening,'' Melissa managed to think before she felt how
another mouth closed over her neck biting not too gently while Philip
shoved his dick deep into her.  Melissa moaned.

The room was back.

Alexandra dropped her panties on the floor and started to move over to
Melissa.  Her face had a worried expression.  Melissa saw her lips
moving but she couldn't hear her voice.  She suddenly realized thousands
of voices were screaming in her head and she tried to shut them out by
putting her hands over her ears.  Nothing happened.  She noticed the
bedspread with flowers on top of Alexandra's bed was the exact same as
in the vision.

The vision came back.

Melissa felt something hot and wet around her hand and when she looked
down she realized her arm disappeared into a bush of orange pussy hairs.
  She was buried to the wrist and she could even feel the pussy hairs
tickling her arm.  When she looked up, Alexandra's eyes met hers.  She
was groaning and grabbing the bedspread in a balled fist.

Before Melissa could determine what Alexandra's expression meant she
realized someone was pressed against her back.  She felt hard nipples
and coarse pussy hairs.

"Is her cunt nice?" a single hoarse voice hissed through the choir of
voices.  "Is she," Melissa felt a hand reaching between her legs from
behind.  Fingers slipped into her pussy.  "Fuckable?"

Suddenly the voices stopped, and then one single, whispering voice
continued; "You must stop it or die!"

Melissa opened her eyes.  In front of her was something soft and green.
She moved back and realized it was the carpet in hers and Alexandra's
room.  She felt someone touching her cheek, she looked up and recognized
Alexandra's nightie, this time modestly pulled down, even if it had slid
up to above her knees when she had kneeled on the floor to tend to
Melissa.

"Are you okay?" Alexandra said.  "God, Melissa, what happened?"

"Call me Mel," Melissa mumbled and struggled up on her arms.

"Maybe you should stay down?"

"No, no," Melissa replied and sat on the back of her legs.  "I just feel
a bit dizzy, it'll pass."

"You've had these seizures before?"

"Yeah, it's okay, trust me."

"It doesn't look okay to me," Alexandra said.  "If I hadn't caught you
your teeth would have been buried in the floor by now.  It was just
sheer luck I managed to get out of my panties before I..."

Melissa swallowed and touched her head.  She felt thirsty.  And she was
developing a headache.

"You're having a nosebleed," Alexandra gasped.

Melissa stroked the back of her hand against her nose and noticed a red
stripe of blood.  She struggled to her feet.  She didn't want Alexandra
to think she was sharing room with some kind of junkie.  "I... I'm
getting that shower now," Melissa stammered and grabbed her towel.

"You sure?" Alexandra asked.  "What if you fall again?"

"I'm okay," Melissa replied and fled through the door.

"Hey!" Alexandra called after her.  "You need shampoo," she continued
almost to herself.  "There is no shampoo in the showers."  She grabbed
her own bottle of shampoo and her soapbox and followed Melissa through
the door.

She found Melissa in the middle of the living room.  She was looking
confused.  Alexandra guessed she couldn't find the bathrooms.

"To the left," she directed and started down the corridor towards
Melissa.  "No, the other door.  It's a bit hard at first she said as she
reached Melissa.  I had some problems myself in the beginning."

"You seemed to get over them pretty quickly," Melissa nodded.  "What did
it take?  Five minutes?  Sometimes I feel like a real retard."

Alexandra laughed.  "I'm not a freshman... I'm a sophomore, I've already
been here for a year."

"Oh.  You looked kinda..."

"I know.  Most people want to send me back to junior high or something.
I think it's because... well... I don't seem like... a woman."

"I think you do."

Alexandra blushed furiously.  "I... uh... thanks."  She swallowed.  "I
wanted to tell you that there is no soap in there, or shampoo."

"Stupid!" Melissa mumbled and turned to head back towards their room
when Alexandra held out a bottle of shampoo and soap in front of her.

"Borrow mine."

"Thank you."  Melissa took the bottles, but then she hesitated.  "It's
no problem for me to get back though..."

"No, it's no problem at all," Alexandra said and pushed the bottles
towards Melissa's chest.  "You can lend me some of yours sometime."

"Thanks."

"No problem," Alexandra smiled.

-----

Shaun had been fucked into oblivion so many times he had a hard time
even remembering his own name, and the blond Fury on top of him didn't
seem ready to stop anytime soon.  He knew he was going to die, and he
didn't mind.  This was a nice way of going and all that he had ever
wished for was straddling him in this moment, pumping him closer and
closer to heaven and the God he so mistakenly had assumed she served.

"Give me all," she whispered and took him almost all the way out of her.

Shaun gasped and felt his throat locking as he tried to scream out his
pleasure.  He had obeyed the beautiful woman that was fucking Greg and
soon another equally beautiful angel had arrived for him.  The first
time with her had been like the first time ever.  He found himself
coming even before ten seconds had passed and in the middle of his
contentment he almost felt ashamed for not giving her any pleasure.
That was before he noticed that he was still hard.

It was how it continued.  The woman on top of him fucked him into climax
after climax and through it all his cock never once faltered.  He just
kept coming into her as if it was the first time.  Soon after the first
orgasm he realized the nature of the encounter.  He was not going to
survive.

-----

Melissa woke up the next morning, and she quickly realized Alexandra had
already left for breakfast.  When she checked her bedside clock she
understood why.  It was late.  With a groan she rolled out of her bed.
She was still not awake.  Another glance at the clock announced that she
wouldn't really have time to shower.  She told herself she could be
quick.

When she got back from her shower she realized with a groan that she had
spent another fifteen minutes.  She dressed quickly and went over to the
cafeteria.  She thought, even if she couldn't sit down and eat her
breakfast, she might be able to bring some to the principal's opening
speech; the first event of her day.  She bought a sandwich and a cup of
yogurt, and was just about to turn and leave when she heard someone
calling her name.

When she looked in the direction of the call she spotted Alexandra and
some of the people from the dorm sitting around a table.  She recognized
Susan and Kaitlyn.  She walked over and immediately noticed the tension
in the air.  Before she could ask what was going on she recognized the
dirty blond, unruly hair on the head of one of the guys.  He was buried
in a book.

It was Philip.  She nodded at him.  "He's into books, huh?" she said to
Alexandra.

"Well," Alexandra replied, a trace of annoyance passing her face before
she forced a smile in its place.  "This is a college after all.  Being a
book-fan kinda helps."

Alexandra's comment was lost on Melissa.  When she had raised her gaze
her eyes had immediately locked with a beautiful brunette on the other
side of the hall.  Even if she had changed clothes since last night she
was still the same person.  Her hair was dry and done into a ponytail,
she wore a skirt and pumps had replaced her snake skin boots.  Her
glasses and the handbag hanging over her shoulder spoke of a mature
woman who knew how to dress.  Was she a teacher?  Melissa suddenly felt
like a child in her jeans and T-shirt.

"But," Alexandra continued.  "He's a book addict and asocial too... so
he's too much to handle..."  When she saw Melissa's focus was back on
her she changed tone and lowered her voice to a conspirational whisper.
"Have you heard what happened?"

"No?" Melissa replied and looked at her.

"Two guys.  They think they were murdered."

"Murdered?"

"Yeah," a girl with a dolls face surrounded by blond locks continued.
"Casey found them."

"What happened?" asked Kaitlyn.

"Nobody knows," the girl replied.

"The police says nothing," Alexandra said.  "The news casts contains
even less."

"But Casey saw them.  They were just laying there, no blood or anything.
  But..."

"Yeah?" Melissa asked.

"Well," the girl looked down and blushed before she lowered her voice
even more and leaned close to Melissa.  "They must have died from
something sexual..."

"What?" Melissa asked too loud.

"They were..." the girl cleared her throat.  "According to Casey, they
were... kinda... swollen..."

"Swollen like what?"

Just as the reality dawned on Melissa Philip looked up from his book.
"They were both having a hard-on..."

"You're such a slime sometimes, Philip!" said Melissa's anonymous
informant.

"And you're such a prude sometimes," Philip replied and received a punch
in his arm.

Melissa hardly heard him.  She was staring into the air, her world
spinning around her.  ''Two boys, two couples?  It is real.  It just
happened.''  She had been having visions for two years and she had
always thought it was something that happened because of the drugs.  Now
she realized that maybe every one of her visions had been as real the
vision of these two boys.

"What were their names?" she asked.

"She's Jolene," Alexandra said and frowned.  "Are you okay?"

Melissa shook her head and turned to Alexandra with a reassuring smile.
"Yes, I just came to think of something."

"Okay."

"I meant the two boys though.  What were their names?"

Kaitlyn reached over to Philip and pushed his shoulder.  "You know what
their names were?"

"Yeah," he replied without looking up.  "And I'm not supposed to tell
you."

"Who told you that?"

"I got the info this morning before I left the porter's office.  I
overheard a discussion between police and Mr. Danford.  I don't think
any of them, the police or Mr. Danford would appreciate if I spread it."

"Philip," Susan said.  "Please, just for us?"

He looked up at her deadpan.

"Please?"

"You're not being nice now," Alexandra said.  "You could just as well
have kept your mouth shut."

"Yeah I could."

"Where was it?" Melissa asked.  "Where on campus?"

"Up by Tech."

"I need to get going," Melissa mumbled and rose.

"Hey," Alexandra said and grabbed her arm.  "Just so you know, the
principals opening speech has been canceled.  Not much will happen until
lunch."

"Good," Melissa mumbled.  "However I've got a lecture before lunch."

"Until then," Alexandra said.  "I might as well show you around."

"I need to try and get a peek into their room," Melissa said as she
started to move.

Investigation

"See you guys later," Alexandra said to the people by the table before
she turned and followed Melissa.  "So, where to?" she asked as she and
Melissa left the cafeteria.

"MRC Tech," Melissa said, a determined expression on her face.

"We should stay away from there."

"It's okay.  I can go there myself, would you just like to tell me the
way?"

Alexandra tensed and mumbled, "I'll show you."

It turned out MRC Tech. Was located almost a mile from the Annex and in
order to get there Alexandra lead them onto one of the city buses.

"Listen," Alexandra said once they were on the bus.  "What are you going
to do in there?"

"I need to check the room."

Alexandra read some of the anxiety in Melissa's eyes but she read it
wrong.  "Did you know them?"

"No.  I need to see their room."

"You are the strangest roommate I've had so far," Alexandra said and
gave Melissa a glance.

"I'm so sorry," Melissa said and turned facing Alexandra.  "I'm scaring
you, I... I should have come here alone."

"Strange and scary isn't necessary the same thing.  Besides," she
continued with a soft mumble, "you're too interesting to just be passed
off as scary."

Melissa glanced at Alexandra; a number of replies rushed through her
head before she decided not to reply at all.

They soon reached their stop and got off the bus.

"Ready?" Melissa asked.

"I am.  Listen, let's be discrete about this?"

"Sure, we don't need to do more than pass the room if the door is open
and just peek if it's closed."

"And if it's locked?"

Melissa didn't reply to that, instead she shrugged.

"Okay," Alexandra mumbled as they followed Pinewood Road the last
stretch to the Technical wing of Moon River College.

They got past the lecture buildings and reached the dormitories without
a hitch.  Melissa stopped when she realized there were two seven-story
buildings to choose from.

Alexandra stopped as well.  "We don't know their names, and there is at
least two-hundred people living in those two buildings."

"How many people are attending college here?" Melissa asked.

"Well, there are people coming in from allover.  Aquatic biology and the
river have their charms I guess."

Melissa sighed.  "What now?"

"I don't think we're supposed to break in to their room..."

Melissa took a deep breath and closed her eyes.  Alexandra
misinterpreted her actions.  "I'm sorry," she mumbled and took Melissa's
arm.  "I didn't mean..."

"What?  No, don't worry," she smiled at Alexandra.  "I'll find out where
they are, one way or another."

She closed her eyes again and tried to concentrate on her memory of the
vision.  There had been so many images before the couple in the dark
room.  ''The couples,'' she corrected herself.  There must have been
something that could tell her more.  There had been an elevator.  A
mirror.  There had been a cracked mirror.  "A cracked mirror," Melissa
breathed.

"What?" Alexandra said her eyes wide-open.  "A cracked mirror?"

"The elevator has a cracked mirror."

There were two houses, five porches each.  That summed up to ten
elevators.  Easily covered.

A few minutes later when they stepped into the last elevator in the
first building Alexandra stared at the cracked mirror.  "Shit," she
mumbled.

Melissa had closed her eyes again.  "What floor?" she mumbled and tried
to remember.  This time the image of the elevator coming to a halt on
the fifth floor was crystal clear.  Melissa twitched and opened her
eyes.  Had she been having a new vision?  She looked at Alexandra.  Her
roommate was still staring at the cracked mirror, reaching out to run
the tip of her fingers along it as if she didn't believed her own eyes.

"You knew this would be here?" she said.

Melissa pressed the button for the fifth floor without answering.  The
elevator started to move.  ''What if this really is the right floor?''
Melissa thought anxiously.  ''What if the door is locked so I can't see
the room?  Just getting here is proof enough,'' she finally decided.

The elevator came to a halt.  The doors opened to a corridor full of
uniformed police officers.  Melissa gasped.  After a moment of
recuperation she took Alexandra's arm and pulled her out of the
elevator.

"Come," she mumbled.  She saw the corridor was continuing past the door
where the police officers were and that it was turning to the left.
They could probably just continue past the door and take another
elevator down.

"We shouldn't go there," Alexandra mumbled and held Melissa back.  "They
can catch us."

"They'll just send us away..."

"Ladies," one of the officers approached Melissa and Alexandra.  "Excuse
the inconvenience.  Are you living on this floor?"

"Yes," Melissa replied before Alexandra could confess the opposite.
"Just around that corner."

"You should probably have taken the elevator on the other side instead."

"Yeah," Melissa said with a nod.  "We heard about this and was going to
try and avoid you... we must have calculated wrong on the porches."

The police officer nodded and let them pass.  Melissa gave him a radiant
smile before she passed followed by an Alexandra who seemed to try and
press herself into the wall and disappear.

"See," Melissa whispered and took Alexandra's hand.  She pulled her
along.  "I told you."

They approached the door.  ''The moment of truth,'' Melissa thought.
They weren't allowed to stop and watch.  A gray haired man in a suit
gave them a stone-cold stare but Melissa managed to see enough of the
room.  The bed.  The lamp.  No one was in the bed -- anymore.

When they rounded the corner of the corridor Melissa stopped and leaned
against the wall panting deeply.  She was sweating.  Alexandra was in no
better shape but probably from completely different reasons.

"We can't stay here," she mumbled and pulled Melissa's arm.  "Please
they will come after us."

Melissa let Alexandra pull her along to an elevator.  Once in the car
she leaned against the wall again.  She was still feeling her world
swirling.  ''Real,'' she thought.  ''It is all for real!''

"Greg and Shaun," she suddenly said.  "I could have told you at
breakfast."

"Why?  I mean..."

"I've seen their door before."

Alexandra tried to hide in the corner of the elevator car at that.
"Melissa," her voice trembled.  "You're scaring me now."

"Call me Mel," Melissa said.  "I didn't kill them.  But I had... I've
been having visions since several years back.  I just thought it was
residues... I mean... I don't know what I thought it was.  I've just
never... I saw this.  I saw Greg and Shaun die..."

"You... you were here?"

"In the vision."

"Okay, so how did they... Ah wait, I don't..."

"Someone, or something, had sex with them till they died."

"Raped to death."

"They were college students," Melissa mumbled.  "They should have been
living for several years still.  I could have stopped it if I'd just
understood it was for real."

At that Melissa stopped.  ''They are for real!  My visions are for
real!''  She gave Alexandra a furtive glance.  She had seen Alexandra in
a vision.  But what did it mean?  Did everyone in her visions end up
dead?  She hoped not.  Was she ready to talk to her roommate about the
vision when she... made love to her?  Certainly not!  ''I need to know
more!''

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