Fred stood outside the room, in all his years as a hospital porter turning away visitors who wanted to say goodbye to their terminally ill friend never got any easier.
‘Sorry, family only.’ Fred said to the stranger who tried to enter.
The stranger and the duty nurse both gave Fred an odd look.
‘You can see me?’ the stranger asked summoning a scythe from thin air.
Fred nodded, his heart clenched. Had he just told Death that he couldn’t claim a soul?
‘It seems I’m not here for them,’ Death said pointing into the room. ‘I’m here for you.’
‘Sorry, family only.’ Fred said to the stranger who tried to enter.
The stranger and the duty nurse both gave Fred an odd look.
‘You can see me?’ the stranger asked summoning a scythe from thin air.
Fred nodded, his heart clenched. Had he just told Death that he couldn’t claim a soul?
‘It seems I’m not here for them,’ Death said pointing into the room. ‘I’m here for you.’
