Her acquaintances, onerous

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Continuing in my path I walk faster than before sensing the quick lack of sunlight around me.

I look at my watch once more.

7:23pm

No matter how brave a soul I am,I Wouldn't ,in my sane mind,enter a graveyard after sunset.

Nope!

So I reached the graveyard by 7:35 and made a conscious effort to keep an eye on the time.

Fortunately for me there was a small crater near a tree not far from the entrance of the graveyard which I assumed was caused due to the impact of my landing.

How horrible of the device to just fling me into a new world. Terrible customer service I should say.

Now I trudged over to the tree searching around for my bag.

Not on the ground here. Neither is it here.

Ooh perhaps on the tree?

Due to my suspicion I look up into the tree's branches and manage to spot my backpack.

Now if only I could get to it somehow.

I try jumping up to catch the bag but to no avail.After a few more tries I find myself tired out.

A playful voice speaks

"What do we have here?"

Instantaneously I look toward the source of the voice only to find someone standing on the graveyard fence.

"This isn't a place for a fine young miss such as yourself now is it?"

I squinted at the figure who was now nearing me,only a few metres apart.

I note his short golden blonde hair and fluorescent eyes.Ronald knox?

Getting closer, he puts an arm round my shoulders while inquiring "Are you free tonight?"

Yup,that's Ronald Knox.

"Thanks but no.You see,I'm a bit preoccupied at the moment." I say gesturing towards the tree that stubbornly held my backpack

.He looks at the bag hanging over a high branch,realising my predicament.

A devilish smile spreads across his face as he faces me "I'll help you. In return, go on a date with me."

I could feel my eye twitch due to his cheesy straightforwardness. I turned down his offer.

"Not required.I can do it myself.WATCH ME."

I proceed to take a few paces backward and sprint towards the tree ,jumping in time to grab ahold of the bag and landing on my feet.

How 'bout that ?

I slip on my backpack before glancing at Ronald.

The reaper looks pleasantly shocked for a few seconds before regaining his smile.

"Would you look at that.And here I thought I could help the damsel in distress.How sad."

He walks up to me and tugs on my cheek, chuckling before letting go.

I rub my cheek trying to soothe the pain.

"Hey miss, if you tell me your name I'll take you to your home safely."I raise my eyebrow at him in suspicion, this prompts his next words

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