1.Her and Death
Her: ... (Open eyes and look around the house) ...
Death: Did you wake up?
Her: Where am I?
Death: In my house, a tea at your front on the table.
Her: Why is everything looks old?
Death: Because they are old. I always go out to, no time to clean.
Her: the cup also?
Death: Don't worry, I clean before served you.
Her: (Drink tea)... Tea is so cold, and feel depressed.
Death: Sorry about that, can you remember who you are?
Her: No, everything blur and black, like falling to the depth in the ocean of tar, It's awkward and scary.
Death: Is it a lot of suffering? or just a dream that you realize?
Her: I don't know, maybe yes... and who are you?
Death: Death, that was they call me.
Her: Are you a bookworm, fiction reader, or something?
Death: Nothing either ...(open and read an old black book).
Her: Excuse me.
Death: What?
Her: Did you take me here, didn't you?
Death: Yes, I did
Her: What!? are you a kidnapper!? what do you want? I have nothing, my body!? Pervert! don't you dare to near me!
Death: Calm down, I haven't said something like that.
Her: So, who actually you are?
Death: If my word didn't make you see, so how necessary that I have to explain who is me.
Her: For what reason that I am in your house?
Death: Why well, you asked me by yourself.
Her: Me? why?
Death: I don't know. You didn't tell me the reason.
Her: Could you tell the whole story?
Death: Sure, but after I have done my work
Her: What is your work? reading the books?
Death: No, it's outside
Her: Can I go with you?
Death: Up to you ...( pick up the black cloth and wear it ).
// They go out from the old wooden house
Her: Wow, there is a lot of flowers.
Death: Don't even touch them.
Her: Fine. Are these your gardens? I'm just curious.
Death: Yes, It is but No, it isn't.
Her: What does it mean?
Death: This garden was there when I was born.
Her: I not quite understand, But From what I heard, It must be yours, isn't it?
Death: Probably like that.
Her: And what is your job doing?
Death: Find someone, a bit talking, and come back.
Her: Look like your job is a salesman or negotiator.
Death: No, but close.
Her: ..., Don't you bother asking that much?
Death: My work is to answer the questions, I'm used to it already.
Her: If so, I will be silent for you until you've done your work.
Death: Thank you.
Her: ...
Death: ...
Her: ...
Death: ...
Her: How was your previous meal?
Death: I never have a meal.