It happens every year and at the exact time. It started when I was five, but I didn't recognize it as anything important until I was a teen. Someone would pass away. My friend would inform me of that. Another friend of mine would come to me crying when he saw me. Some other things may have happened, but I probably overlooked it. It was almost the day. I had to write everything I knew. I had to solve it before the day came.What if I don't come back from death this time?