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As I went on the bus, I saw so many marks. Majority were old age, many were disease, occasionally I spotted a few murders. I even saw one poisoning at least I think it was. Everybody has a death mark and each death mark correlates to how that person will die. I have picked up on the symbols over time but there are some I have encountered for the first time. The symbols are always on the person’s cheek, whether it's on their left or right depends on the person's dominant hand. As far as I can tell, I’m the only one who can see the marks so you can imagine my confusion when I saw a poster advertising a weird mark club. I obviously had to see this so I went to the meeting. And there were about 5 or so people there with marks I have never seen before.
There was even someone with a turkey mark, I can only assume that means a turkey will peck them to death. Everyone was around this table and having a feast. A person walked in and I guess they were the leader of the group and I couldn’t see their mark. I was looking at both cheeks and there was nothing. They were just like me. We made eye contact and smiled. They sat next to me and we chatted. We talked about many things. I found that they cooked all this food. They could also see marks and they were just like me.
An immortal.