When Belle had raised her head, she had expected to see her face and not the reflection of the reaper who stood behind her right now, holding a scythe in his hand. She looked scared right now and just when she turned around to look at the reaper who was there, the reaper tried to use its scythe on her and she fell down. The scythe crashed against the sink, breaking it and Belle ran out of her bathroom.
But she couldn't go too far as the reaper appeared in front of her suddenly, and Belle took a couple of steps behind to keep distance between her and the reaper.
"Lucas!" Belle called his name for attention.
It was early in the morning to be dealing with the reapers. Why was it even here? The reaper didn't wait for her thoughts or for Lucas to come. Instead, it started to use its scythe on her, attacking her relentlessly as if it had come to kill her. With every second the scythe touched either the ground, an object to break or leave dents on the wall.