Thereafter

“So…I pulled a Nightmare.” Reaper said, floating down into a chair in the library right beside the guardian of Negativity, who glanced up from his book and gave the god of death a confused look. Not exactly sure what the other meant, the dark skeleton put a bookmark between the pages of the book he was currently reading and closed it before setting it on the table.“Enlighten me, Reaper…what exactly does ‘pulling a Nightmare’ entail?” Nightmare asked, because honestly, he had no idea what in the world Reaper was even suggesting. The god of death had just popped in and spoke before making himself at home on the furniture. There were so many possible things the other could be suggesting, but he couldn’t for the life of him figure out what the other skeleton was insinuating.