A touch of Death

Death trap

The rain hit the windshield without remorse late at night as Mr. Green drove into town when he noticed a strange car following him. He picked up speed and the peaceful drive turned into a car chase. Once he was sure he had lost the car he pulled into a parking lot and relaxed. After about twenty minutes, he restarts the car and begins to drive off.

"Leaving so soon?"

Was all he heard from the back seat before he felt something cold and damp draped over his mouth. When he awoke he was strapped to a chair of some sort.

"Ah good, you're awake." He heard from the shadows.

"Who are you!?" He questioned, but the only response he got was the sound of a thwack. He looked to his right and saw the barrel of a gun pointed at him.

"You do not and will not get to know my name!"

"Then what shall I call you?" He asked wearily.

"I am the shadows that consume. Where nothing can escape me. I am the reaper of souls. I am death!" Death stepped out of the shadows. They were cloaked in a black hooded robe. Their face was nowhere to be seen. Upon seeing this Mr. Green gasped in horror.

"So....shall we play a game? A game of life and death!"

"W-why am I here?" Mr. Green couldn't help but question.

"Because I need a new pawn for my game," They begin to laugh a sickly maniacal laugh that made goosebumps form on Mr. Green's entire body. The lights begin to flicker on and off, but eventually, the flickering and laughter stopped,

"I killed my last one~" The way that Death had said that was so sweet and evil that it was sickening to Mr. Green's stomach.

"Now then," They continued, "This is a game of cat and mouse. There will be a series of mazes in each room, and each room will be more deadly than the last. If you manage to complete all of the mazes you will live to see another day, but if you don't then...." They fired the gun at a cardboard cut out of him,

"You die!" Death handed the gun to him and released the restraints. Mr. Green fired the gun at them creating blood splatters all over the walls and floors, but Death did not die. Instead, they laughed at him condescendingly.

"I knew you would try that!" They said as the bullet holes vanished.

"W-what are you!?" He shouted at them

"Didn't you hear me the first time? I am Death." Death crossed their arms and looked at their wrist, which was scarred, and gave off an impatient foot tap. The tapping was slow and eerie.

"Are you just going stand there or are you going to run? Because I can easily kill you right here and now." This shot adrenaline through Mr. Green's body and he ran into the next room. Death's voice came in over an intercom.

"And don't even bother trying to hide because we, will find you!"

We? What do they mean 'we?'

He thought to himself as he ran. Just then he heard the sound of angry growls and howls.

Shoot that can only mean I'm being hunted by wolves