Stacks of files towered in front of you, you could barely see where you were heading. Your boss Dante Zogratis had asked you to fetch some files from the office and bring them to his quarters.

“WHOA!” You squealed as you tripped on the last step of the stairs, sending all the books and yourself flying. You closed your eyes, bracing for the fall. Instead, you were caught.

You opened your eyes to see a raven haired man with bones emerging from his body, holding all your books and you