My nose crinkles up as a red, dull, lighting nearly blinds me. "Augh... Why is it so bright?" I groan, moving my hands to only find a gentle tickling sensation welcoming my movements.

Grasping it, my brain registers it as- grass. When did I get outside? I'm laying down... I thought I wa-

"Hello. Are you new here?" A gentle masculine voice fills my head. I try to open my eyes to look, but it takes a moment. As my eyes adjust, a face comes into view.

His eyes are jet black, almost devouring his iris. His hair is black too. But, his skin.

It was so pale. Almost a deadly white color.

"Hi... Um.." I raise an eyebrow and scratch the side of my head. I wasn't scared -just confused on where I was.

"New to what?" I ask.

He just chuckles. He found my confusion appealing from the looks of it. "Why, you are dead. Don't you know that?" He says in a happy tone, rising up and holding a hand out to me.

Now seeing his full features, he's slender, but still built. I grasp his hand a bit rudely and push myself up to snatch my hand back once I was on my feet.

"Don't joke like that. If my parents heard what you said, they'd beat the shit out of you." I mumble, I look down as I do so and rid myself of the attached grass on my shirt.

Just great. Grass stains are such a pain.

Pain!

Holding out my wrists to examine my arms; I find nothing.

Completely clean.

My head snags up to find that guy gone.

Almost like he- vanished.

My breathing snatches in my chest a bit as I start to get a bit shaken up.

No. No way I'm dead. My parents should have found me already. I gulp the saliva that floods my mouth and I search everywhere with my eyes.

Doing circles like an idiot, all I see is open fields of grass. The sun shining so beautifully. Not even a single building anywhere. It was truly peaceful. Oh hell.

"Please tell me this isn't Heaven! I'm not allowed here! I should be surrounded by flames... Everything bad... I did commit suicide so...??" My brain couldn't comprehend what was happening.

I honestly don't know.

What if that dude's right?

What if I am dead?

That sucks.

A loud chuckle echoes around me. "You are strange. Usually," A black mist swooshes in front of me, revealing that guy again. I jump slightly to only growl at the guy. "-humans who enter this realm are so... Terrified. You? You are calm, in a way. I saw what you did. But, why? Someone with no real problems in life. Why end your life?" He asks.

The look he is giving me seems to be finding me... Amusing.

I just roll my eyes a bit, crossing my arms. "That's none of your business." I snap at him.

He doesn't move. I can feel his stare burning through me that it's just annoying now. I turn my head to tilt a bit at him as my eyes meet his.

My mouth slightly opens as a small gasp slides out. If I was dead, then I would be paler than a ghost right now... Because what I was seeing... Isn't the same guy anymore... It is - I think? - the Grim Reaper?

I slowly breathe out, not knowing I was holding my breath. His skin is fading into a soft ash to just reveal his bones; no organs or any muscle tissue to show.

It's like he was hollow inside. Just skin... And bones. Nothing else. Not even a heart.

Mentally laughing at what I just said in my head was funny. Why? Don't ask. It just was.

"It is my business because I have to finish my job, mortal." He- it - speaks to me in a more demonic voice this time.

I stare up at him, changing my perspective of how this whole situation was.

Maybe I'm just in a coma and this is my mind.

It would not surprise me one bit if this was.

Not one bit.