Death's Messenger (Part Three)
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Her first case is done and now something important has happened. What is it?

Death's Messenger (Part Three)

The next day, I woke up to breakfast. Tea and a crumpet. I was surprised that Keith went out of his way to make breakfast for me. It made me feel bad that my job is to take him to the afterlife.

But if I was Keith, I knew I would do the same thing. I accepted the tea and crumpet from him, "Thank you. You didn't have to do that for me," I said.

"You're my guest here," said Keith as he sat in his wooden rocking chair. I kind of noticed that he was a bit happier today. I didn't know what it was.

I still don't know how I was able to eat and drink since I'm basically dead. Maybe it was because I'm Death's messenger? I still don't know.

I finished my tea and crumpet. Keith took the plate and cup from me and brought into the kitchen. Then I heard the door open. Keith was talking to another man. But it didn't sound so good.

"But you can't take this down! I live here and I'm with my guest! Please, you have to leave! This is my house!"

"Sir, we can move you to a retirement home. I promise it will be better than this dump."

"Look, my guest can vouch for me. She's right over here," Keith brought the man over to the living room. The man was a construction worker.

He was looking at me but I knew he couldn't see me and now Keith can't either. The man looked at Keith, "Sir, are you okay? There's no one here.

I can bring you to the retirement home," said the man.

Keith got angry. He glared at the man, "Just leave! You're not allowed in this house! Leave!" Keith yelled at the man.

"Sir, I have to take you out of here. I can't just destroy the house with you inside. You have five hours to stay here or you will be forced to leave," said the man.

"Just leave," sobbed Keith as the man left. I appeared in front of him. Sitting on the bed. He looked at me, "You! Why weren't you here to help me?!" he said.

"It's because he can't see me. I only showed myself to you," I said.

"What? Wait a minute! You lied to me! You were death all along! I trusted you!" said Keith.

"I know but it was the only way to get you to let me in. But after that, you started to trust me. You opened up to me about your life and shared your fears with me.

I understand that you have suffered a lot but you don't need to keep suffering," I said as I got up on my feet. "Look at me Keith.

Do I look scary? Do I have horns or a black cloak on me? Do I look like I could hurt you? Or eat you? Do I look like a monster that you have imagined me to be? I'm human too Keith.

I was once alive just like you," I said.

Keith was speechless. He just had no words to say anything, "Do you trust me Keith? Do you trust me enough to go with me? Where you're going, there is light," I said as I held out my hand.

Keith stared at me for a couple of minutes and then gulped, "Will dying hurt?" asked Keith.

"You won't even feel a thing. I promise," I said.

"Okay. I trust you," said Keith as he held onto my hand, "Did it work?" asked Keith.

"It did. Look behind you," I said as he looked behind him. His body was in that wooden rocking chair. He looked at me with a big smile and a big breath of relief, "It didn't hurt at all.

You were right!" said Keith. I smiled back.

"Let's go. Your family is waiting for you," I said.

My first case was a big success. After I was done with my first case, I went back to meet Death. I walked up to him as he was sitting in his throne, "My first case was a success sir," I said.

"I saw everything. I was going to say that it took too long and that I didn't think you were able to convince him. But you did. Why didn't you use the watch that I gave you?!" asked Death.

"I wanted to get to know him person to person. But anyways, what matters is that I finished my first case," I said.

"You're right. You did good," said Death.

"Thank you. I'm ready to start another case," I said.

"Alright," said Death.

Throughout many cases that I've done, I will always remember the first one. I have never failed once and I helped Death with other things as well. Death wasn't that bad of a person.

Once I got to know him well, he was actually a nice person. I got very good at my job and what I do. It felt nice to have not be yelled at. Now it was very rare for him to yell at me.

Everything was going great until this one case. The one case that I have always feared and now it came true. Death walked over to me. He seemed kind of sad.

"Death, what's going on?" I asked.

"This is an important case. This is about your husband Klaus," said Death.

"What?" I said.

"Your husband Klaus is dying," said Death as I gasp.

"No. Please tell me that this is not true. Please tell me," I said.

"It's true. After your death, Klaus fell into depression. He tried to cover the pain with alcohol and drugs. He has been suffering the consequences from the drugs he took," said Death.

He could tell that I was very heartbroken, "Listen...I normally wouldn't do this for souls. But you're different and you've been doing a wonderful job.

For your husband, I will allow you much time as you need. For the both of you. Whatever you need me to do, I will help you," said Death.

I hugged him, "Thank you. Thank you for this," I said.

"You are welcome," said Death. Then we looked at each other, "I wish you good luck," said Death as he snapped his fingers.

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