Chapter 184: Is that the grim reaper?

Anabel adjusted the towel around her body and angrily tugged a banana peel from her semi-dry red hair as she marched away from the dumpster she landed in. "I just had to land in the stupid dumpster," she irritatedly muttered as she ripped a snack wrapper from her arm.

She looked at her arms and thighs which were soiled with debris and stained by food remnants. Anabel pursed her lips before sighing, "I just showered too."

Noticing Elias' silence, she finally looked at him and silently wondered why he hasn't made a move yet, but she figured out why after she followed his gaze.

'Is that the grim reaper?' 

A black cloak made of raven feathers covered its head and extended all the way down to the ground where the large ants crowded its feet. A hand of bones wrapped around a staff made of oak wood, at its top a three-eyed skull made of the same material.