My body fell from a high building crashing down to the cold pavement.
Splat...
The impact caused my body to become crippled. Coughing up blood from the internal wounds, I stared at the full moon jealous of its beauty. Footsteps approached me and then stopped a few inches away from my body. A soft click of a gun was heard before the woman aimed at my chest.
Bang... Bang...
The feeling of life-draining was cold and wet. The last few seconds before my body completely shut down I saw a black figure approaching me. It touched my face with its ice-cold hand and closed my eyes with the other hand.
"pure yet tainted, how peculiar", whispered the figure
At that moment I couldn't move my body anymore and ceased to live. I had died and become a soul. I reached out to touch my body but couldn't touch it instead my hand went right through. The black figure motioned me to follow. I looked back to the pavement to see it had turned red from my blood. The moon reflected from the puddle of my blood.
"Beautiful and tainted red", I sighed and turned my back on the body I once called mine.
The black figure pushed me into a black pit that randomly appeared in from of me. My body went down a spiral and a scream got stuck in my throat. The pitch-black darkness had swallowed me whole. A dim red light shined at the end of the dark whole. After a few seconds, I had reached the light and fell to the ground in an unknown place.
Expecting an impact I closed my eyes. Once I realized there was the ground right under my feet I peeked to see myself safe and sound.
"Sinner number ... ah I don't remember anymore!", yelled an individual in a black robe with a mask of bones.
"Why do so many individuals choose this way of death?", he sighed and pointed at a door, "go through there and u will be sorted to do charity work"
I shrugged and opened the door revealing another dark spiral pit.....
"actually can I just not go through there? I'm not a fan of heights...."
Removed his mask and glared at me with ghost-like eyes, "Be grateful! You are being transported by the door of Osiris!"
"so... there is no other way of transportation?", I asked avoiding his glare.
Another black-robed individual came rushing from another door. "Worker! I need another Worker! Is there a soul that hasn't been transferred to charity work?"
"Here take this one"
He grabbed my arm and pushed me into a different spiral black door.
"Unlike last time... I was able to get to you first", He whispered into my ear seductively.
".....?"
SLAAAAP~
"Ouch! what was that for?!?!?", He asked confused
"I wanted to make sure you were in your right mind", I replied un-amused.
"I forgot you don't have your memory....", He said rubbing his cheek
Through the darkness, another door opened. I expected to land on my feet but gravity pulled me down toward a spiral library staircase. I closed my eyes only to land on something soft. Sniffing the air, the scent of lavender overwhelmed my nostrils.
"huh...?", I opened my eyes to see the black figure had caught me.
"I forgot you don't have your anti-gravity pin yet", He chuckled.
".....Hey what do you look like under your hood?", I asked reaching for his hood.
Reacting quickly, he dropped me to the floor.
THUMP...
".....!", I picked myself off the ground and glared at him.
Ignoring my glare he started walking motioning me to follow. "There is work to do and your going to assist me"
A ray of light snuck past his hood illuminating part of his face. My face turned hot.
(Hot..........I might get a nose bleed if I had removed his hood)
I shook my head in an attempt to get rid of those thoughts. Work had to come first so, I could gain my memories back.
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Servant of the Grim Reaper
Novela JuvenilScarlet arrived in the underworld with memory loss of who she was when she was alive. Charged for the sins she could not recall, she is sentenced to charity work under a grim reaper. Working under a being who takes human souls and dealing with demo...
