"Who are you" the Man says
"I am the Reaper"
"But I'm not dead"
"I know. That's why I'm here."
He looks at me "What?"
"Its your time sir."
He suddenly gasps and falls to the ground. I lower my scythe to him and his ghost is free.
That happens so much. I sometimes wish for some to talk to you know, a friend. Sometimes. I like being alone. It's just who I am. A loner.
"Mr. Reaper" The girl says. "I'll be your friend..."