One foot in the Grave

"Howdy!"

"Howdy! I'm Kat and may I say you look lovely today!" She smiled widely,her voice full of excitement. "What's your name,Miss?"

It is very rare for me to speak to a soul. Most are not capable and the ones that are simply weep. So imagine my surprise when this child's soul spoke to me,asked me my name,and told me I looked lovely. For a second I was stunned,took me a few moments to answer.

"Hello,Kat. I am Death and I'm here to collect you. As you can see," I gestured to her corpse,"it is your time." She looked down at the corpse and nodded. She stared at it, thinking. I watched her silently,analyzing her reactions.

"Miss Death,may I know how I died?" Kat asked,kneeling down to examine her body more closely. This,asking about her own death,was unusual. I had never needed to know how they died or why. I just came for the soul and left so I could not answer Kat question. From the looks of it I'd say foul play was involved. I remember her frown when I told her these things,the way she wrinkled her nose and clicked her tongue in displeasure. "That won't do at all! I have to know how I died before moving on." She got up and began walking,looking back to see if I was following. "Come on!"

If anyone asked me why I followed her,hurried after this small child, I wouldn't be able to answer them,at least not very well. I guess you could say I was curious. Yes,very curious and I wanted to know more. More about Kat,her death,and her curiosity. So I followed her out of the woods and into the town. Down each street,into each alley she ventured through and past each shop.

I followed her.