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Mar 12, 2009 19:55

[Recorded; There is a knock on a door in the city. A moment later the door opens and you can hear the voice of a middle aged man]

H-Hello...?

HELLO. HOW ARE YOU FARING TODAY, MR. LOGAN?

[a long pause; before the sounds a bit more fearful] I'm fine. [another pause] Do we know each other...?

I KNOW YOU, JACOB LOGAN. I KNOW EVERYONE.

What? W-wait, who are you?

I AM DEATH.

[There is another pause of PURE SHOCK, and then the man's voice turns into utter fear and panick] D-DEATH?! What do you want?! It's not my time is it?! I'm not ready to go-

ACTUALLY I'M HERE TODAY TO SELL YOU SOME DELICIOUS GIRL SCOUT COOKIES. HOWEVER IF YOU ARE NOT INTERESTED I CAN ALWAYS-

OH GOD, NO! I'm interested! H-Here! Take my money! [the sound of a wallet being thrown at Death and the man grabbing the box of cookies frantically]

JACOB, THIS IS TOO MUCH. THE COOKIES ARE NOT THIS EXPENSIVE.

I DON'T CARE! JUST KEEP THE CHANGE!! [the sound of a door being SLAMMED shut]

THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR THE CHARITABLE CONTRIBUTION. YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY.

[And Death moves on~]

azrael (death)

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