• Darkness swooped around her, encircling her in a tunnel of pitch black. She couldn't see anything but the deathly glowing crimson cat eyes of the reaper himself. She knew; felt it in her bones while they chilled to ice inside her body. Her heart raced and banged against her chest as an outline of him appeared slowly. His skin was pitch black, unnatural with long features of the face; except no lips, no nose, no ears. Just the jaw line and the skull showed, and red almond eyes. Male, and fully exposed. His gangley arm lifted from his right side, and turned his rough palm upwards. Index finger stretching outwards, then curling back; a 'come here' motion. She gasped, while with every slow curl of his clawed hand brought out something from her. A white, almost translucient blob slowly seeped out from her gaping mouth, gravitating to the finger as if it were a magnet and it a piece of metal. The whole hand of the the figure shot forward impatiently, grasping the figure as it wiggled and tried to squirm away. She fell to her knees, her eyes shot wide open at the hand while the squirming thing slowly grayed. Her body cracking into tar looking skin. Her wide eyes turned black with her body. Her lips were stained with the blood of her veins as they drained themselves; oozing out from the sides down into a never ending pit of black In the blink of the dead eye, it disappeared back in the shadows. She slumped forward, blood pouring from her mouth, and fell into teh darkness. As the black on her body consumed her, she dried. Crack. A finger broke off, a became ashes as it floated above her. She could see everything. Her hands. Her feet, and soon limbs cracked off. The lower half of her body, dissipating. With every whip of wind that could through her hair, one strand would fall off. Above her was one light that she could see, the light she was supposed to go in to, and covering that light quickly were the remains of her body as they broke apart. A head, and a neck stub was left, but not for long. She watched her vision grow darker, not feeling her lids move at all. Bitterness replaced the salty and metallic taste on her tongue, and then nothing. Losing all senses; hearing, smelling, feeling, tasting. She fell, the blackness comsuming her eyes, and soon she saw nothing. Her head turned to ashes, and that is all that will remain..