A boy walks down to a park. He walks towards a swing and sits down. The air was warm and the breezes were gentle. He looks up towards the Moon slowly beginning to set. A little boy walks up to him.
He turns his attention towards the little boy. Curiously the little boy asked him, "Why are you sitting by yourself?"
The boy answers the little boy. "Because it is almost time for my game to begin."
The little boy looked puzzled at the boy sitting before him. "What game?"
In a serious voice the boy said to the little boy,"If I told you, you would be dead right now."
The little boy looked scared. "Why?" "Because it is a secret."
The Sun went down a little more. "Say I think you can help me with something, little boy."
"Like what?"
"You can be a sign." The boy laughed.
The little boy fell to the ground as this black thread came out of his mouth as he laid there suffocating.
The boy left the park to a man sitting on a bench. The man looked like he was done with life. His shit had dried up blood on it. Looking like he got beat up.
The boy set beside him. "Tough day at work?"
The man looked up at the boy and said in a tried voice,"Kid, you don't even know the half of it."
The boy set a black box by the man. "This might help." The man took the box and looked up to the kid to find him gone.
The boy goes to a house on a road up to Lankford Private School was located at near that park that he visited from. He walks inside. He goes up stairs. "I best hurry for a shinigami to show up in time." He goes into a baby's room. "Now, now we can not have this in this world." Black thread like substance enters the baby's mouth. Suffocating it to death. The boy walks out of the house closing the door behind him. He walks by the Mani's house. "Soon, me and him will meet. On that day you will die. Then, the real game begins." He was looking at Alice's window. He disappears in the wind turning into little black threads.
