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“I’m telling you- I read a folktale like this once,” Emily said, watching in horror as the person got back to his feet. His wide-eyed look would be hilariously comparable to an owl if he wasn’t also sporting the classic ‘one-hundred and eighty-degree twist’.
It had started innocently enough, something she noticed as Jack worked through his day job as a nurse, her amulet shoved in a pocket where he could occasionally brush against it after particularly trying patients.or their families.
She didn’t comment when she first started noticing things being off. They had come to an agreement that she was not to bother either him or Ana while they were at their day jobs (not that their dream had changed- they were still going to open that business, shop and all, but for now they had to wait and save up enough to buy the haunted store on the waterfront). She couldn’t even last until the end of the shift, pressing her ghostly hands against the back of his neck.
He didn’t quite yelp, he hadn’t done that since he was a teenager, but he did shoot her a glare after he begged a coworker to swap breaks with him, promising a fresh cup of coffee in return.
“The dead aren’t dying, Jack,” Emily said, cutting him off before he could as what it was that made her break their rule. “Normally I would have seen at least one reaper by now and there’s been none- not even Reaps is coming by.”
The dark-eyed reaper was usually by at least once, if not more during the shifts Jack worked at the hospital, and when he was at the nursing home he practically hung off the man, prompting Emily to spend her time haunting Ana.
“Maybe it’s just a lucky day,” Jack said finally, heading towards the breakroom where the coffee was kept. His face didn’t match with the optimism of his words- he had that searching look he got when being confronted with a new paranormal job that wasn’t immediately apparent.
By the time seven at night rolled around, and the end of his shift, the news had caught up to this oddity, although they were treating it more like a series of miracles rather than putting all the incidents together to come up with the whole puzzle.
It wouldn’t be long now- when more and more people like the owl-faced car accident victim started showing up, the puzzle wouldn’t be put together so much as the world would be hit with the box. She hovered, Jack doing his best to soothe and care for the man before the useless ambulance would arrive.
“Jack, this is bad. What happened to Gabriel? And the other reapers?” She asked as the man was finally carted away in a useless ambulance.
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