Death and life 2

Death stared at the boy. She vaguely remebered that there were others that looked like her. The sound he made was sort of familiar, but the words meant nothing.

"Hello," his freind Katy held a camcorder, "umm...What are you called?"

Death was confused by these sounds but she recognised one word, what. It was a question.

"Death," she said not knowing if it was the right sound to make, these creatures that looked like her held her captivated but wavering on the egde of fear.

Michael moaned, "Maybe this was  not the best idea," his voice rasped a whisper.

Death's delicate ears picked up on the low sounds and she recognized the fright a word formed in her mouth, so she spoke, "Fear?"

Michael took a step back. Katy took a step forward, and Vidal stood where he was. There was a long pause where silence was broken by the sound of birds and the small sounds trees make.

"Are you afraid?" asked Katy.

You Death recognized that too. You meant her. What did this thing that look like her say.

"What? You," Death turned her head to the side.

Vidal's phone went off. The ringer was someone telling him to pick up his phone in an annoying jarring voice. The suddeness frightened Death and she disapeared in the trees.

But she kept close and watched the three things.