[ WP ] You 're in hospital and a stranger comes into your room and strikes up a conversation . As you are talking you realize the stranger is actually death himself .

`` You have a visitor, sweetie.'' The nurse let a small elderly Indian woman in. She wore a hot pink and orange sari and a long necklace with little white beads shaped like skulls. That seems like an old choice for an old woman. The little wrinkled lady carried a bouquet that was even more bright and colorful than her sari. They were types of flowers that I had never seen before, and it was the most beautiful arrangement I had ever seen. She smiled warmly in my direction and sat in the seat nearest to my bed and turned toward me. The nurse left us alone. 
 
 My eyes were still very heavy from the anesthesia. It was a very simple and quick procedure just to check my intestinal health. It only took about an hour so why would someone come visit? 
 `` I'm sorry, I do n't think we've met before. Have we?'' 
 
 `` Not in this lifetime, my dear,'' she chuckled. 
 `` But I am very interested in you.'' 
 
 `` I'm sorry, I do n't understand.'' 
 
 She gazed down at the exotic bouquet thoughtfully. 
 `` These flowers are so beautiful, are n't they? Do you know I made them just for you?'' 
 
 This was confusing but I tried to be polite. 
 `` Oh, wow, you arranged these for me? Thank you, that is so nice.'' 
 
 `` No, you still do n't understand, dear. I made these flowers for you. They exist just for you. The bright colors and unique structures remind me of your own spirit.'' 
 
 `` Um... do you breed flowers, or do you do genetic modification of plants of something?'' 
 
 She chortled. 
 `` No, no, my dear. I'm just an old woman who is so happy to see kindness in a young woman. But I do n't think you're living your life fully. Why are you so afraid?'' 
 
 `` I'm sorry - What? What is your name?'' 
 
 `` Kali. I'm from India originally but I travel all over the world everyday visiting people who are dying. It's part of my work that I do. You can think of it like a charity. I grant people an end to their suffering.'' 
 She must've seen my look of horror because she grinned like a grandmother comforting her grandchildren before they go to bed. 
 
 `` Do n't worry, I also help them find justice in the after life and in their next lives, if they choose to come back.'' 
 
 She placed the flowers on my lap. They were desiccated and their brilliant colors had faded. I felt my heart pound and fear pump through my veins. 
 
 `` Am I going to die? It was such a quick procedure - I feel fine, really! This does n't make sense.'' My words were rushed and strained as a lump in my throat formed quickly. 
 
 `` Of course not, dear! I was just in the hospital helping a man with cancer pass through and I thought I'd stop by and let you know that I'm here. I love you, but everything I touch dies. And I come for everyone and I never give warning.'' 
 She paused and smiled to herself. 
 
 `` Well, I suppose I am giving you a warning now, are n't I?'' 
 Kali cackled heartily and joyously for a minute, even tearing up a little bit. Finally she wiped her eyes, smoothed down her sari, and became serious again. 
 
 `` My point is, you need to enjoy life now, sweetheart, while you can. You're a nice young lady so I thought I'd give you a little wake up call. Keep the flowers as a reminder until I see you again.'' 
 
 My body trembled and my vision became blurred with tears. I could n't decide if I was happy or sad. I closed my eyes and bowed my head and shook harder. 
 
 `` Oh do n't be frightened girl, am I that scary?'' She laughed lovingly. 
 
 `` Okay, okay, you're right, I'm sorry.'' I tried to calm my sobs and rubbed my eyes. 
 `` This is crazy but I want to thank you.'' I finished wiping my tears and looked up and she was gone.
