Tales of an Undertaker

Jumping over the houses and buildings of the old age London, I now hunt for the next person on my list. According to the information I have here with me, the location of this person's death is just nearby, and all I needed to do is get there and wait.

The moment I have arrived, the final moments of this person ended like they usually do these days, murdered. Crime rates at this time have been high ever since the female queen, Marie Antoinette ruled these lands.

Leaping down from the building and into this small alley where the corpse of this human laid, I was about to collect his soul when a voice stopped me from doing so.

"Wh-what did you do?" The voice asked as I turned to see as to who owns it.

Stood before me was a woman, whose only expression at that moment, was nothing but fear, covered with a fake brave stunt.

"Why did you kill him?" She bravely asked, yet her voice was trembling.

"You can see me..." I told myself loudly.

"Of course I can, I am not blind! Answer my question or I shall call the authorities!" She shouted, stepping back.

"Answering your question does not change anything. This person is dead, and for you to know, I did not end his life." I said simply, but I am certain my statement will be difficult to believe as I am holding a large scythe on my hand.

"Do you honestly think I believe that when you are holding a big weapon?!" She replied.

"No, but I honestly believe that you should fear me instead of interrogating me because of this weapon. Now, if you will excuse me, I have to do my job." I said.

She stood there silently for a few seconds, probably thinking about what I said, but as she stood there, I continued my duties as a Grim Reaper and sliced my scythe on the person's corpse, exposing his Cinematic Records. Once they were out, I sliced it again and collected the records.

"What in the world-" The lady said, shocked.

"What you just saw must be kept a secret, I expect you to not tell anyone about this event and carry on with your life, or else, I shall take life from you." I said, jumping away and leaving her to her thoughts.

I was about to get back to the office when I thoughtlessly stopped for a moment to think.

How did she see me? Might she have the gift of the fourth eye?

Many people see ghosts for their third eye are opened, but very few people are given the chance to open up their fourth eye, an ability to see a 4th dimension, where we, the Grim Reapers walk in harmony. Other than humans who sign contracts with demons, almost no one has the natural ability to open up their fourth eye, yet this lady seemed to have that extremely rare ability.

Looking at the time and seeing I have some to spare, I figured of investigating further so I went back and decided to spy on her. After a few minutes of searching, I saw her in the market buying some clothes.

"Oh hello there Sophia! Is there anything I can help you with?" Said the other lady who was selling clothes.

"Yes ma'm, I just need the usual, large size, please." The lady I met earlier said with a smile.

Hmm, so her name is Sophia.

"Looks like you have another 'guest' eh?" The seller lady said as she gave Sophia the requested clothes.

"Sadly ma'm, yes. There have been a lot this days." Sophia replied while she places the clothes in her basket.

"The very reason why you should take extra care for yourself, today's world is insane!" The lady seller said, giving Sophia her change.