In a dark alleyway, Soul stands just a few steps behind you. You two had just found the location of a witch, and were getting ready to track it down.

“Are you done with your prep? Let’s go already, I wanna be a death scythe.” Soul nagged, tapping his foot impatiently.

“I’m getting to that,” You turn to glance out the alley, running out as Soul dashes behind you.

“Hey what’s the deal? Don’t run off without me!” he yells from behind you.