"N…NO! Don't do this!" screamed Michele "I'm too big!"
"Exactly, you'll join my collection!" said a man, standing next to an air compressor
Michele let out a grown, then…
Shards of her rained down from the heavens as the man reached up, and grabbed a big shard from the air.
"To join the collection," he said
Marissa put down the obituaries from that day, sighing from seeing her best friend, Michele, had died.