Grimmer Days (Short Story)
JTAugust
I go through every day helping souls find their way into the Underworld. Some people call me Death, but I prefer Reaper. I've been doing this for hundreds of years. No one asked me to do it, it's just something I do. Like a mission I was meant for. Just recently I met a sketchy girl, and she seems to have all the answers I need. She's not dead yet, and I intend to keep it that way.