I woke up realizing it was only a dream, but the things he said... Was it true??

I reached out for the clock on my side desk.
7:55 AM
5 minutes remaining for the result.

I jumped out from my bed, brushed my teeth, I realized my face was much horrible than my dream, my blonde hairs, which I got from my mom, who has the same light blonde hairs as me, had turn into hell of a puff as high as a tableland my eyes had turned bloody red. In haste I forgot to where my specs due to which I couldn't see anything, stumbling upon hundreds of things. I reached out for the TV remote, just hoping the dream wasn't true. Not just me.

YOU WILL HAVE TO AVENGE ME SON. I could hear the wails and curses of my dad and it was sure that the prophecy was about to turn true.

I turned on the TV. I stood transfixed as the TV turned on the news channel. A blonde lady reporter sat behind her desk with a bunch of papers in her hand. The news lines read out.
"7 teenagers to be blessed. .......
Soul of the beast to be satisfied."

Irony.

The news was about to be broadcasted... For the first time I wish I would be a normal human, but fate wished something else for me. I wished I could hibernate for some years. The selection of the so called 'lucky 7' for 66th annual 6 floors was to broadcasted on the news. It would be the worst nightmare for any living person on the planet of Mesem.

The news reporter cleared her throat. "So teenagers are you ready to be selected as one of the lucky seven? So this is how the names go!"

I could feel my vision blurring due to the stream of tears flowing out.

"Not me!! Please not me"

The reported stared reading the names
"Damien Fleming
Flora Jackson
Leo Hayden
Claudia Hilfenaus.
Root Stephen
Mallory Plac
And Harry Anderson.
So best of luck childrens, and may death be ever in your favour."

Well the only thing that could go wrong for the day.