Christian had taken a break to check in on Penny at one point. He appeared in her hotel room, but she wasn’t back yet. Unsure how things were going, he wrote a quick note.

[color=#B0E0E6][center][i]I am working, but contact me if you want after the date. I want details. Let me know if I need to bring ice cream or alcohol.[/i][/center]
[right][i]Christian[/i][/right][/color]

The night was proving to be long and difficult for Christian. He didn’t know if he was off his game or if Death was punishing him by sending him to the more difficult spirits. Twice, Christian found himself with a troubled spirit that had yet to leave this earth. At that point, they had become poltergeists. Troublesome spirits that could inhabit humans or other creatures to do their building. Plus, they were violent and often left a body count. Trying to reap those souls was difficult, if at all possible. Usually, hunters were called in to deal with them. Which led to the spirits ending up in the space between, roaming lost and in pain forever.

The other souls that Christian had been tasked consisted of teenagers (who died too soon) and people who did not want to leave their lives and stuff behind. Christian didn’t like to use the term selfish, but if he had to describe them, that’s what they would be. It was far different from Penny. There was fight in her. These people simply didn’t want to lose what they had acquired during life.

Christian didn’t often give up on a soul, but there had been a couple he had to leave. He would have to try again with them later or hope another reaper would be able to get them to move on before they turned into a poltergeist.