Cover- Part 2

Belle ran as quickly as she could and she noticed how the reaper was right behind her. She knew it was no time to laugh but why did it feel like she was being followed instead of being apparated? She had heard enough folklore about the death reapers, of how souls were passed on by them but there had been no soul to tell that a death reaper would look this funny, somewhere in between Belle laughed while her eyes were wide as he ran away from the creature. 

Remembering the feeling of the cold hands around her neck that were boney, her smile faltered and continued running. The next time when she turned around, she noticed how the creature that had been following her disappeared from behind and she stopped running, worried it would appear in front of her. 

And as expected when she turned ahead of her, she saw the reaper standing in front of her that pulled out a scythe that looked sharply chiseled and ready to cut her.