You grab two eggs out of the small fridge and crack them onto the griddle, on top of a layer of butter. The white quickly firms up and the yolk follows and you plate it. When you bring the plate out, the Grim Reaper is sprawled out dead across the table. You poke them and the entire skeleton falls to the ground with a clatter. You sigh, knowing that bones are always a mess to pick up. You put the plate down and sigh a second time.
Pulling out your phone you call the Metro City Grim Reaper Support hotline.
“Metro City Grim Reaper Support Hotline. Para continuar en la prensa española dos.”
You tap your toe impatiently. “Welcome to the Metro City Grim Reaper Support Hotline. Your call is very important to us. Please listen as your options may have changed. To request a Grim Reaper, please press 1. To request the cancellation of a Grim Reaper, please press 2. To open a new account or to speak with a representative, press 0 or stay on the line.”
As you wait without pushing the 0 button a jazzy but garbled song plays on the phone before you hear a voice pickup.