It was night, 1 AM, you dont know how it all started, you are still a bit skeptical about it, but.. it was all true.

You were in your bedroom, sitting down in your chair with your laptop open, laying on a desk infront of you, and there in the screen, a chatroom, a chatroom you've been using to call and text the grim reaper himself for 6 days straight.

"So eager to speak to me, hmm?" Casper smirks, his porcelain cheek leaning against his gloved hand.