You sat on the edge of a building, peering down at the city. You signed as you contemplated on jumping. Of course it wouldn’t matter if you jumped or not. You were stuck on earth for eternity.

As you sat on the ledge, you sensed the air getting colder. It felt weird. You turned around and saw a pale figure. He looked dead yet, alive. That was because he was quite literally death, himself. He leaned against a pole as he watched you.

“May I ask why you’re up here?” he raised an eyebrow