He followed me everywhere I went.
My gaze could always avert to him.
From the corner of my eyes.
He was fate awaiting my return to afterlife.

I could hear the time ticking in my head.
Tick.
Tock.
Tick.
Tock.
Until the clock struck 12.

He came closer and closer to me.
I could see not his eyes but only his smile.
A smile that epitomized his await for my soul.
He was my reaper.

He took parts of me that I could no longer find.
And suddenly I was nothing.
Nothing but Empty.
Until finally, the last light I saw was
Darkness.