I was cutting a grain of grass and I killed mother. Molly, I'm the grim reaper, reaping the souls that appear as wheat in the field. I reaped the souls of three friends from Missouri. The jobs is to much, I need to lock up the scythe.
Look Mollie, a house! Let me go inside so I can see if someone can donate food or shelter to us.
I think we will be fine, as long as we take care of the wheat everyday, we can stay here
We must stay here, there is food and shelter for free!
Dean, this seems too good to be true. no one would give us a house for free if there wasn't a loophole.
This wheat is so different, it ripens in clusters. Within a few hours of picking it, they rot
I don't have a good feeling about this...
We must stay here though, its the only place we have left!
He later notices weird things about his family like his wife acting sick, and his children don't laugh much.he later wakes up walking in the field scythe in hand withe the scythe guiding him.
Drew then turns around and sees his house on fire. He races toward his home and into the ruins to his family. He tries to wake his wife and their children up but they wont wake up.They were supposed to die the day before but he couldn't do it. They could not live, and could not die.He saw that he had to and he did. bombs shattered, blades swung. he swings insanely at the wheat and thats how we leave him, him moving with his scythe, up and down the field.