It was a normal day. You were taking your daily stroll around London like always. People always thought you were weird. You weren't fond of society and society wasn't fond of you. You always found death to be interesting. During your stroll, you expected many things like name calling, stones throwing, or even dirty looks, but what you didn't expect was a redheaded reaper that was stalking you. Your normal days are over starting at this very hour.All Rights Reserved