Scaramouche checked his near finished list. As a reaper, he guided departed souls to the afterlife. As he teleported to the final location for the day, he ended up in what looked to be a basement. Looking around, he finds the bloody body of a small child, and what looks to be their mother holding a brick. The mother walks back up to the house, unfazed by her actions. A small young soul sits, hugging its knees. Scaramouche carefully approaches it, unsure of what to do. Hello there.