"Look, give me 17 days and I'll give you his soul. I just need justice. I need to kill him because he didn't just kill me, he burned me," Jericho pleaded
"Fine, 17 days for a single soul. Make sure you accomplish it before your due. If you don't, you won't only receive death, but a one-way ticket to " The grim reaper said with a raspy, dead and a cold voice that echoes under his black hood. "Remember, you're dead. You'll never be able to return to your body," The grim reaper smiled from ear to ear
Jericho nodded and a big void of blackness swooped him in and everything now feels soft.
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Sabrina woke up breathing hard. She dreamt of talking with the grim reaper and talking about justice and 7 days. She knew she has to go to school, but she feels different. She feels like not going there because it wouldn't be that important anymore. She thought, she thought, she has to kill.
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