Assistant to a Deadman

[Apollo]

Name's Grim, George Grim, and I help kill people.

It's not what you think I swear. I was made to do a job. That job, was getting a list of names everyday at different times during the day from. . .You guessed it. . .Death him. . .or Herself. But I then get calls from the closest demons, though it used to be letters teleported by their magic but times have changed. So people are killed when and where they are supposed to. For doing this. . . I live a good life. I don't and Death tortures me.

[Apollo]

I know what you're probably thinking "why would you do that? You could have stopped my blah blah blah, from dying." No I couldn't have. The grand design is tricky, I don't understand it, and I've been alive since the dawn of man with Death but. . .I thought if not then who?. It may not be the greatest of answers but it helps me do my job.

[Apollo]

Hello, my name is Dane. I have decided to record all of what happened to me on my computer so that I don't seem psychotic.

I am a coroner in a small town of Maine, I do not see the reason to mention where. But. . .I know now that Death is a thing and exists. He has helpers and a man who I have worked for now. . for one year tomorrow. All it started with, was my sister. . .Bless her heart.

[Apollo]

"Got a new one for ya Doc," the people said who were bringing in a corpse. "Sadly it's th' ugliest thing I evah seen."
"Lemme look at it." I opened the bag and first could smell it. It was worse than a skunk and over coooked meat. "Awwww God Lenny, where did you find this?" I asked. I hadn't even had time to see the body.
"Stuck in a ditch by th' interstate." He said plugging his nose I could see.
"Yeah well it's disgusting, it doesn't even smell human."
"I don't know what it is that's what I brought it here." He answered still holding his nose.
"Great, guess work." so I took a look inside the bag.