[ WP ] A young girl dies and finds out that she is next in line to take the role of Grim Reaper

`` Hmmm, let's see here, what am I supposed to do with you...'' 
 
 The cloaked figure rubbed his chin with his frail bony hand. His other hand held a small book which he was quickly skimming through. 
 
 `` Ugh,'' the teenaged girl sighed, `` just get it over with.'' 
 
 `` Oh sorry, of course. Umm, what's your name again?'' 
 
 `` Should n't you know that? That's your whole damn job.'' 
 
 `` Hey,'' the reaper retorted, `` it's supposed to be my last day, cut me some slack.'' 
 
 The girl crossed her arms, revealing the numerous scars on her arms. `` It's Elia,'' she told the Reaper, `` Elia Nancy Dickson.'' 
 
 `` Ah yes, I found it, your fate in the afterlife!'' 
 
 `` Thank you!'' Elia said, throwing up her hands showing off how she died - the gashes from her inner elbows to her wrists. `` I can finally get away from that shithole and see Todd!'' 
 
 `` Not quite yet,'' the Reaper said, `` you're gon na need these.'' 
 
 `` What?'' was the question Elia asked when the Grim Reaper passed her the scythe and a black cloak. 
 
 `` You're my replacement!'' 
 
 There was a quite noticeable contrast between the tone of the Reaper's voice and Elia's stunned expression. The Reaper immediately noticed this. 
 
 `` Oh, uh, sorry...'' the Reaper said as his expression slowly dropped. 
 
 The Reaper slowly excused himself as he faded away to the afterlife. Elia collapsed to the ground. The robes and scythe found a spot on the ground beside her. Her silence was broken by her whimpering. Her hands went up to her face, and her tears fell down to the ground.
