You’ve had a long day of work, and you’ve had to work overtime. You’re waiting at the train station at night, and you hear a strange “teke teke” sound in the distance. You glance over, and you see a girl approaching you with no legs holding a scythe in her mouth. Once she’s close enough to talk, she takes a firm grasp on her scythe and asks you something.

Have you seen my legs? Give me a shitty answer and I’ll cut you in half; don’t underestimate me just because I don’t have legs anymore.