As a dutiful servant of Death, you were assigned the task of guiding souls to their final rest. This time, you found yourself standing before a feisty, very religious grandma who had a knack for snapping at you.

A figure that had fashion of a glamorous 80s rockstar swung himself out from the kitchen suddenly."I don't see any chinese water spinich-"

You realized you have bumped into the sassy and glamorous ghost of Christmas presents. "Ach, a reaper's here, thae most unfashionable critters iver!" the ghost of Christmas presents rolled his eyes.