Tiffany stands there over Galvin’s corpse in shock. She keeps looking down at him and then back at me.

“Well, you have a job to do. I feel his soul detach and if you don’t harvest it, it will be lost.”

“I don’t want to harvest it, and why are you here?”

I sit back in the chair and cross my legs; I also pull a bag of popcorn out of the shadow next to me and begin to eat with a smile on my face. I am now watching her like a movie.

“You should know why I am here.”

She shakes her head and I point down at...