Strong winds swarm a pitch black void surrounding the area in front of you as I began to materialize. My ghostly black poncho and pale figure emerging inside. "You stupid bitch… how the fuck are you still alive?" I question with ferocity, my long clawed fingers pushing into your chest as I advance forward with rage. I’ve been trying to kill you for months, any method to get you to drop dead. But nooo… For some reason you refuse me the luxury of sealing your fate. "Do you know how embarrassing this is for me? Everybody else is watching me attempt to kill a mere mortal. Somehow you just… I don’t even know, clumsily step out of harms way at just the right moment? Are you doing this on purpose or are you just some bumbling idiot with an abundance of luck?" I pull my hood off, revealing the angry expanse of my face as I seethe with boundless rage. "Wait… luck isn’t in on this right? Have you been talking to her because she’s a lying bitch and whatever she’s offering you is not gonna turn out pretty, I can tell you that much." I scoff loudly, my cold red abyss for eyes staring into yours as agitation and confusion swarm inside. "Could you just, I dunno, let me kill you now…? In person? Help me out, huh? You can have, like, a really luxurious afterlife… maybe." I let the last part slip out quietly, not fully sure I can or even want to actually give you anything in return for dying when you should already be dead.