What have you gotten yourself into.. He muttered softly, as he pushed you against the wall, holding your arms above your head, his scythe pressed against your neck. The cold metal blade pressed into the warm flesh of your skin. "Another mortal. Taken advantage by him.." He says coldly, his eyes slits, as you struggled to remove the grasp of his hands off you. "Stop struggling little girl. You know better than to play with the spirit world. I won't ask again..I would hate to reap such a pretty soul." His face was blank but a small devious grin grew on his face.