"Happy Birthday Ris!"
The woman gratefully looks at her friends and family who are gathered around her. "In the 30 years that I've been alive, there have been a lot of struggles. Especially since I am one of the 44 children born on the 12th hour on October 1st, 1989. But I am glad to have had all of you great people with me along the way. You have helped me through so much and didn't ask for anything in return. You even helped me change my birth date to have a normal life." she starts tearing up and smiles before continuing. "I just wish I could've met you guys earlier." She smiles at them one more time before looking down at the cake in front of her and getting ready to blow on all 30 candles.
However, before she could blow on them, a gust of wind came into the room and put them all off.
She looks around, confused. "What the hell?" She stands up and looks out a window in curiosity and slight annoyance but her expression changes as she sees flames everywhere. Before she could react, she watched in horror as the people around her burned to death, screaming in pain.
And then... nothing.