"Yep, correct love..though..okay..the murder was very very pretty-didnt expect her to murder me buttttttttt she was awfully beautiful..until, she slit my throat and stabbed me in the chest.."
"Describe the murderer. Maybe I can help?"
"Oh-..no love, she died and went too hell already but they didn't figure out who she was before then so she's dead but not caught."
"oh..."
"Yea, buttttttttt...she was still veryyyyyyy beautiful! It really sucks-so how can you see people if your not a soul eater?"
Oh I should probably include this, she has a british accent.
"Ah that... it's nothing."
she pulled the strings of her hoodie, covering her face even more
"It obviously is I mean why can't you share it with me, I'm already dead."
she pulled at them even more,you can barely see anything any more, she says something but it's far too muffled to understand.
"Seriously, love."
She grabbed the hood and started moving it off of her face not her head though.
she sighed
"I... I don't know."
She pulled at the strings harder
