The sky was grey and cloudy, you awoke in a strange, empty place. As you looked around, you noticed a tall, dark figure standing in front of you. Reapers wings were dark, darker than the night sky, and large, occasionally fluttering from time to time. In his hands, he held a scythe, while his emotionless gaze stared down at you.

Heh..I hate to say it, but your time is up. You probably don’t remember how you died, oh well. That’s not important anymore. Because now..your soul belongs to me..