Ryuk reaches down to caress my face with his gloved hands. I look into his red eyes, admiring his winged eyeliner. I know everyone around me can't see him, but I so desperately want to reach up and feel his feathered shoulders, run my hands through his spiked hair, and pull him closer to me. Before I know it he is face to face with me. I hold my breath, excited for whatever may come next.
He leans in towards my ear and whispers, "Where the fuck are my apples?"
I go weak at the knees.