Way Too Early

"Jesus!!! Who are you?!"

"Wow, careful there, Michael! Watch out for the road, man! And no, I'm not Jesus, so you just misused the name of God there, you know. That's an offense. Watch the road! Geez!"

"I... I... Don't understand! How did you get in my car?! Wh-- What are you?!"

"Oh, I teleported here! I'm Death!"

"What?! Am I going to die?! Are you serious?!"

"Yep. I'm dead serious. Just watch the road, kid, I mean it. You're not supposed to die in a car accident."

"Oh my God! I can't believe this! Am I like... Dreaming or something?!"

"Dude... Michael... Again with the misused name? You don't wanna to go down, do you? There's a line down there, and let me tell you something about it, Mike, it's long. It's unamaginably long. Believe me, i know what unimaginable things look like. So, do yourself a favor and die quietly. Wow, watch it!!!"

"What?! What just happened?!"

"What just happened? You just happened! You just ran a red light there, you psycho! What are you trying to pull here, huh? Kill us both? Just pull over, man! You're about to have a heart attack, anyways."

"What? A heart attack?! But I'm extremely healthy!! I never eat junk food! That's not fair! Oh, come on!"

"I know, right? But hey, that's Life! Barking up the wrong tree here, kid. There! Pull over. Seems like a quiet spot. Good place to die."

"Oh, God! I don't want to die! No, no, no! This can't be happening!"

"Third strike there, Mike."

"Oh, shut up, will you? Just shut the f--"

"Wow! What's with the temper there, buddy? You need to calm down a bit, and wait a minute or two. I just came way too early. Way too early, that's all... Never happened before. Weird stuff... Weird stuff..."

"Listen... Can't you spare me, please? Please? Can you? Will you?"

"It doesn't work like that, kid. I'm just doing my job here. I'm not happy about it either."

"Wait... Are you... Are you smiling? Is that a grin?!"

"No."

"It is, isn't it?! You're actually grinning right at me!"

"Mike, my face is a skull. All I ever do is grin. Doesn't that make any sense to you? Skulls grin, Michael. That's what they do. It's not voluntary. It's the way they're built."

"I don't know. You didn't seem like you were smiling at first. I feel like you're teasing me. Like this is all a big joke. Is it?"

"I don't have time for jokes, kid. In fact I don't even know why you're still alive. You should be cold dead by now."

"How's this gonna work? Am I going to be in pain? A heart attack! Whoa!"

"Maybe you'll just drop dead, I mean, who knows? Then I'll do my part, you'll do yours, and we all die happily ever after. Sounds good?"

"No... Not really. I don't feel so good. Oh, what's going on? What's with this nausea? Oh, God! My chest! I... I can't breath! Help me!"

"Relax, buddy. It's okay. I know I'm not much, but I'm here. I mean, I guess it's better than leaving alone, right? What...  What are you doing? Michael, don't open the door, please. Mike, please... Come back to the car! Michael! Watch out for that TRUCK!!!"