You listened to the sounds coming from outside of the coach. It was raining apparently. You loved the rain. It comforted you. Pulling your knees to your chest, you leaned against the side of the coach. As far as you could tell, Death did not mind the rain. Actually, you were curious about Death. He was a bit odd. Perhaps you could ask him some questions. You opened your mouth to speak when Death interrupted you. "We have arrived," he said. Suddenly, the coach stopped. You looked towards the door. Death exited the coach first. He held out his hand for you to take. You, not wanting to be rude to the person who would give you companionship for quite some time, took his hand and allowed him to guide you. It was only then that you realized he was wearing gloves. He was so proper. You knew instantly that you two were going to have quite a few disagreements. Then, you saw his castle. It was beautiful. Scary, but beautiful. You had finally made it to the castle. This is where you would reside for a while. You walked up the steps and began to wonder what living with Death would be like.
