After you drank your medicine last night, before going to sleep, you found yourself facing the grim reaper himself.

He was looking darkly at you while sitting on the swivel chair in front of his desk, and you were standing in front of him.

"I thought I told you to get lost," he scoffed. "You can't keep dying just so you can meet me," he slammed the desk, shooting you a glare.

"We are over, you hear!" Orion shouts.