was a normal person until I saw a pumpkin ripping people apart. Now I'm looking at giant skeleton who claims to be Death who will give me a new life for their entertainment. It sounds like a good deal on the surface... but I have no choice in what I'll become. But on the plus side, I don't have a task to do there or a "choosen one". Though it probably wasn't a good idea pissing of Death cause now I'm in a cage treated like some animal. Why am I being treated like this? I'm human... at least I think I am... am I?