It was almost past midnight.
Apart from the sound of crickets and the soft, regular ticking of the wall clock, every sound had dimmed within the nurse's office.
But all of a sudden, marching cold footsteps were audible in the giant empty corridor right outside the room where Earl was still lying unconscious.
And the cold night breeze could sense a shift in the air.
Without a 'thud', the heavy door of the room slid open. And then, a towering, giant figure stepped out of the shadows that had surrounded the corridor.
He moved with an eerie, quiet appearance that almost felt as if a ghost had stepped in the room.
But it was none other than Derek.
Walking inside, Derek closed the door behind him and strode ahead to stand beside Earl's bed.
Wearing a long, dark black coat, his appearance found a strange similarity to that of a grim reaper, perfectly matching the nickname which was given to him by the students, 'God of Death'.
