It was 11:00pm, as I stood outside near the dark alley. I was starting to think he wasnt coming. "This is odd, even for the grim reaper," I said to myself. As I stood there, a cool breeze flew by. Another 59 or so minutes past, a few more seconds and it would be midnight. Then, in a smog of darkness, he appeared. His dark hooded figure was eerie. "Im only here to do business," he said quietly. "Not to kill anyone." Even under his black hood, I could see a smirk. "Well then," I said. "Lets make this deal." He handed over a paper. It read:
By the reapers creed, if you hand over the life of another, I will protect you or someone else for all eternity.
"Well," I said "Heres your soul.". I motioned toward a tied up man, blood spattered down his front. "What did you do to him?" the reaper asked. "I got thirsty." I replied coldly. "Whom do you wish to protect?" he asked. "Justine." I replied.