In the darkness, I could hear movement. Darren gripped my body tighter against his and let out a warning growl.

“Do you think you can scare me off with that timid, gurgling noise?” A deep voice scoffed, hidden behind a veil of nothing.

“Who are you?” I asked, and the voice chuckled.

“I told you already. Death … but you can call me Azrael.” The shadows began to peel back, and an eerie blue light began to glow. With the light, a dark figure was revealed, a black cloak draped over ...