Violet looked down with wide eyes at the monster's boney hand. Hesitantly, she took it in hers; it was tangible, at least.
I've snapped, she thought. I've actually gone insane...
Kikkur grinned, maniacally, shaking her hand vigorously. "So! You want to keep it? It's all yours, if you want it." he said loudly, practically bouncing with excitement.
"What are you? Are you real?" Vioet asked, incredulous, scrutinising every aspect of this monster which was standing before her.
"I'm a...shinigami!" he exclaimed, drawing out the word 'a'. "I'm a god of death! I'm from the shinigami realm, and I've dropped my book and come to the human world!". He said it as though he were advertising a prize on a game show, beaming throughout.
"Okay..." Violet turned, still clutching the notebook, and began to walk away. Kikkur popped up in front of her.
"Where ya off to, little missy? You still have my Death Note there, see?"
"Leave me alone, you don't exist." she muttered, hoping no-one would see her talking to herself.
Kikkur reeled, then grabbed her shoulders, pulling what was supposed to be puppy-dog eyes. "I am real!"
Violet stopped trying to walk away, and gave in with a sigh. "If I admit you're real, what will you do?" she asked. Kikkur released his grip on her shoulders and flew high into the air, turning somersaults as he went. He descended, and leaned over so his narrow eyes were level with her large ones.
"I'd say, 'give me half the years of your life, and you get to keep the book'"
Violet didn't even consider the offer. "It's done," she said, hastily shaking his hand. "Have you got a pen on you?"

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