Grim Reaper on Speed Dial

Five Bodies Makes A Mass Grave

Faolan P.O.V

Da screams at me. He's drunk, I can smell it on his breath. He hollers and bellows like a wounded animal. He's gesturing wildly about something, I tuned him out long ago, disappeared inside my own head. I hear snippets though, he loves me. He wishes he were stronger, he wishes I was stronger. I've heard this beat before. Some people just go, some plead, some yell and fight to justify themselves. Tears stream down my face uncontrollably, I just want him to shut up. Why won't he shut up? I make eye contact with him and try to plead with my eyes. The second our gazes connect, mine blurry and his unsteady, he quiets. He sags against the door frame.

"We can't live like this any longer" He moans. "We can't live in this haze, in this hole. There's no point. There's no point" He looks at me again then. "No boy, I'm not going to kill myself. Come here to me, come" He says. I rise and in two steps I've crossed the room and Da wraps his arms around me in a way that blocks out the rest of the world. "If the Reaper Guardians had caught little Will they'd have made an example of her bones. I'm a father, I need to protect my own. Many of the others have either killed themselves, died, or fled. Time to make our move son" He says not looking at me. I gather my art and fold it all as small as possible and put it into all the pockets of my wheelchair. I don't have room for all of it and for a moment I panic but then Da starts putting pieces in his bag as well. We pack some of our clothes, and our few personal belongings. Da's razor, Osin's camera, Ma's necklace, and some pictures we got printed out. I bring my few pencils and erasers and then Da puts our bags on my lap in my wheelchair. He starts wheeling us out then. My best friend in this entire place sees us as we're leaving. He notes our bags, and I note his. I look to Da and he smiles.

"Come now boys, Noah take Faolan's wheelchair." Da orders then we continue walking. It's a few minutes of silence before we're in the main hall and we walk straight towards the Reaper Guardian door. A few people that see us do nothing to stop us, their eyes are almost all dead. Even the law enforcement only hope for us. The door opens easily, and we walk into the darkness.

Winnifred P.O.V

I hear howls and haunting cries as soon as night comes. I hear metal clanging against metal, then the sounds of war leave the camp for the woods. The hunt must be a literal hunt, I guess they are hunting those less than human. I wonder if they have Reaper Guardians to fight with them and if so who controls them. I sit on my little bed in the hospice hut hoping no one thinks to come in here, even after I can't physically hear the noises anymore they give me chills. I curl up in the corner of the room and try to just go to sleep so the morning can bring food and explanation.

    I don't manage sleep at all, and sometime as the sun is starting to illuminate my window I hear the howls and cries again. I cringe against myself. Bear comes into my room with a devilish grin on his face, he sees that I'm already awake and his smile falters a little, then he fully takes in my state. He rushes down to his knees towards me and the fast move frightens me. Bear notices and slows down, he extends a hand to me and I inspect it. Not seeing blood or anything else like that as I feared I take it warily and let him help me up and out of my bedding taco. He sniffs me then.

"You smell like fear, let me show you the showers." He says then leads me out, I'm glad I don't have a mirror, I can feel the knots in my hair. Bear takes me into another building a little ways away, that has two rooms in it, one has a picture of a girl, one has a picture of a man, they are carved into the wood. He nudges me towards the female one and I walk in. I raise my eyebrows when I see that the showers are. There is piping nailed to the walls and part of the ceiling then it points down with some sort of DIY spout at the end of it. None of this looks professionally done but I guess they did what they could with what they had. There are small walls in between what looks like four at the max little shower stations, and some curtains acting as wee little doors. I go into one stall and undress then set my clothes right outside the stall. I flip a switch on the wall connected to one of the shower lines and cold water with a half decent pressure rains down on me. I take a deep breath and try not to scream.

"By the hospital gown, I'm going to guess Cicada?" Someone says. It sounds like Gael. I shriek and nearly slip but my hands slam out into the walls beside me as my legs betray me. "Timid little thing aren't you. I huff and regain my bearings.

"You know what? I am tired of all of you thinking I am a cowardly little s**t. I don't know any of you, I don't trust any of you, I am in a foreign environment that has already tried to kill me multiple times, and the food here sucks ass. Also, I have a name. It's Winnifred, not Cicada, not chick, not whatever the hell Bear called me yesterday, Winnifred! I am adjusting, no one is explaining anything, I am doing my best ya hear?" I snarl. Gael bursts out laughing.

"Your accent is so cute!" She says breathlessly. "So clipped and quick and rushed, your r's and vowels are just downright adorable." she continues. I groan. No one listens here. "Also, his name isn't Bear, it's Tobias. Don't let him trick you into calling him that" she says then I hear another shower in the room start to run. "Oh, how are you liking the water by the by?"

I shut off the shower, pick up my clothes and get dressed then walk out. Everyone here is a d**k and a half, I miss my family. I see Allysa standing outside the shower building and I walk up to her, she turns around before I ever get within a foot of her.

"I hear you're making friends" She says amused. I narrow my eyes sourly. "Come with me, let me explain something to you. You need to know who we are here and why we are" She says then walks off without checking to see if I follow, though of course I do.