Belle moved her shoe back on the grass as the creature came towards her while she had the umbrella placed in front of her. She didn't know what this was. She had never seen anything like this before, something so tall and lean that was covered in a blanket of old ragged cloak covering its face but its hands were visible. Skeleton hands that were murky and dirty that reminded her of something she had seen when she was a child.
"You nameless reaper get back here," Barron shouted from where he was, "Your business is with me, not her."
The death reaper stopped its footsteps, turning back to look at the stuffed toy and for a moment Belle was confused as to what was going on. The creature whispered something in the air which she didn't understand.
"We have orders to kill the ones who you are attached to. This is the one that is keeping you here."
