[ WP ] You die and wake up in a dark room with a man wearing a dark hood and white gloves . He instructs you that he is death , and you are to take over as his apprentice .

I clutched at my chest, but the hole was gone. 
 
 
 My heart should have been beating rapidly, but for some reason I felt calm. 
 
 
 I raised my head and looked around. Where was I? I was in no more than an 8 by 8 room, lit only by the faint light of a flickering candle. 
 
 
 Where there should have been buckshot in my chest, my skin was smooth and numbing to the touch. Was this the afterlife? Sitting alone in an empty room eternally? 
 
 
 That ’ s when the man I hadn ’ t noticed before stepped out of the corner. He had an aura of death around him. Even though I had no other sensations, I felt a chill come over my whole body as he approached me. 
 
 
 “ Hello William. I have been waiting for you. ” 
 
 
 The white gloves swiftly went up to his dark hood, and when he unmasked himself. I couldn ’ t believe what I was seeing. 
 
 
 “ Dad. Is that you? ” 
 
 
 “ I ’ m sure you have plenty of questions, don ’ t you William? ” 
 
 
 He sounded sinister, like he wasn ’ t even glad to see me. 
 
 
 I ’ m not surprised, my father died when I was six. Everyone told me it was of a heart attack, but I never believed them. 
 
 
 “ Where are we? ” 
 
 
 “ You ’ re dead, my son. Your cold lifeless body is lying in a ditch. You ’ re now no more than a soul. ” 
 
 
 “ So what am I doing here? ” 
 
 
 My father held out his hand as if leaning on a cane, and then I watched in confusion, as a large scythe seemed to be formed in his hand. 
 
 
 He tapped the bottom of the scythe on the ground, and responded with an Icy tone. 
 
 
 “ You ’ re here to learn, William. ” 

