We have a three-foot Grim Reaper hanging in our upstairs hallway. Last October we had it hanging near the front door, but after Halloween we suspended it from the attic door to remind us to take it up there. Except we haven’t been in the attic since October, so he’s just hanging out for now. Sometimes he taps me on the shoulder when I walk by, which feels like a bad omen.
It’s a little disconcerting whenever I wake up in the middle of the night and see Death floating there in the hallway. It’s even more disconcerting the times I wake up and he’s not there. I wonder where he goes.
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