"A shinigami? What's th-that?" I asked. He smiled a little,"Wow, they really wiped you." . I looked at him in confusion, "What's that supposed to mean?" I said with a smug. "It's nothing..." He said emotionless. He let go of my hand. I hadn't noticed but, we've been falling down this dark blood red wormhole for over two hours. My body had started to go stiff. I moved around. Turned around. Looked down below. Looked up above. It was all the same. "You're not going to find anything interesting here." he said looking above. I looked at him and cracked my knuckles and looked away.

I fell asleep.

I woke up..., still falling. "H-how long have I been aslee-" I said being interrupted by him "Two days.". "What?! Two days?!" I said in shock. He looked at me in sorrow

"Sorry, I needed time alone without being asked any questions.".

"Oh s-sorry..." I said apologetic.

"It's alright i've got to get over it."

I looked away and my surroundings was pitch black. He had lit a match and held it near his face so I could see him. "You slept right?" I asked. "Nope." He said staring off into nothing. We both went silent. Again, I needed to stop asking questions. I looked away and glanced back to him sound asleep. I smiled a little and sat there daydreaming about being out of this wormhole.

A day had past and he finally woke up. "Oh hey! You're awake!", I said in excitement. "Ye-yeah.", he replied back. "So uh..., do you mind if I ask some questions by any chance?" I asked politely. He breathed in and out heavily and then said, "Okay, yeah go ahead.". I smiled.

"How did I meet you? I forget."

He smiled "I met you through your cousin Jack". "You were just a sweet little tot." He giggled a little.

He looked at me comparing what I look like now to what I looked like then.

Smiling at me, he said "Over the past 4 years i've known you, you've grown a lot.". "You were just 11.., and look at you now! A strong independant 15 year old! Heh heh".

I blushed a little, "Heh, thanks!".

"Okay but, how did you meet Jack?"

He was thinking.

"I was in his seventh grade class."

"Oh, wait, how old are you?!"

"Sixteen (in human years)."

"Oh..., oh..., OOOOOOHHHHH."

We stopped talking for about twenty minutes until I lost it.

"How the hell are we still falling?! When will we land?! Where will we land?' How haven't we landed?! Uuuggghhh!!!"

"Sorry, your human it seems longer. Not for me though."

"You're not human?!"

"Oh sorry did I forget to mention that?"

"Uh, yeah!"

"Oh sorry, my apologies."

"Well uh..., what are you then?"

"I'm not sure."

"Then how do you know you're not human?"

"Because only you can see me."

Blank faced, I floated there. In the dark. Staring at his illuminated face. I examined his eyes. I stopped breathing. So did he.