The Necromancer knocked on the door of the office of his father, the king of the grim reapers, nervously.
\"Come in,\" he heard his father shout back. He walked into the paperwork-filled office to see his dad signing and reading papers with a quill and
ink.
\"Glad to see you give me an excuse to put the pen down. I hate this
pen,\" the Grand Reaper said, he looked like a man at that time.
\"Then why not use a Biro,\" asked his son.
\"Fate says we must use a quill and ink to keep up the Gothic look of the
place,\" said the Grand Reaper, “he likes to have his way as you know.\"
\"Yes,\" said the Necromancer.
\"What brings you to my dingy little office?\" said the Grand Reaper.
\"I wanted to tell you something you should know about,\" said the Necromancer, \"an illegal haunting.\"
\"I will deal with it,\" said the Grand Reaper, \"tell me about it.\"
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