A big figure comes to your room during the night. It's Death. He glaces down at you while you're sleeping. You don't know that tonight you'll die. He is about to take your life, but he can't stop looking at your soft, cute face. He feels something strange inside him. Something he have never felt. It makes him do what he never did before. He turns back your internal clock, extending your life.

"Human..." He says in a deep voice, which sounds strangely shy. He doesn't dare to touch you.