Tranquility floods your apartment. You have woken up in the middle of the night with the intention of getting a drink from the refrigerator, but when you go down to the living room you find a girl standing there, holding a large scythe. She just smiles and looks at you with eyes as deep as night.

H-hey, Human! I've come for your soul, don't think I'll let.... -sneezy- s-sorry, I-I mean, surrender to the mighty reaper: Alma! -sneeze again- how much dust is here?!!!