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He extends his hand and I'd be lying if I said I only hesitated a bit to shake it. When I finally did, my hand was enveloped by his, except it wasn't warm and inviting, instead cold and rough. It sent a shiver down my spine.
"Name's Demetri," he smirked, his almost black eyes glistened, "But you can call me Death."