Somewhere in the market town square death walked, not like someone close to death. But the man who comes to take your soul, the one actually kills you. Death made his way through the crowed, most people moved out of his way. For fear of dying if they touch him, his scyth was at his side. Bone fingers holding it, he continue to walk. Looking for the only person who was able to cheat death, he didn't know how she was able to cheat him. But now he was here, to find her and kill her.