The soft click on the street stones plus an even softer tapping let her know they were close. There was a moment of pause before the voice said, “The desire of your love has been granted. Big cock “You’re right about one thing, I am UNSURE as to whom you are. The agency? This will end the world!”
Whirling, she saw that Death was trying to catch up to her. “Uh, uh, uh, I don’t think so! What can I give you that will have you relinquish it?”
Beatrix could only shake her head, why was it just her that saw him? Alright, I am open to negotiation, what do you want in order I regain my scythe?”
Beatrix could only stare at him: negotiate? Running over the sidewalk not twenty feet from them, then back on the street before barreling past. It was almost too good to be true.
