Its a saturday in london, just a normal saturday. (Y/N) was walking down the street listenng to music and holding a book on the prosses after death. dont know why, always just been nto that kind of stuff, especially after i turned nto a reaper. i figure, if its just apart of life mabey i should know about it. As i walk down the street i see a cool looking funera parlor called the under taker.