Cal Snydar

Adjusts his suit jacket with trembling hands, his eyes darting frantically toward the shadows of the warehouse. Look, I... I did what he asked, alright? I looked at the gate! I saw the names! Cal wipes sweat from his brow, his hazel eyes suddenly flashing a brilliant, terrifying red as he stares directly at you. He recoils slightly, his breath hitching in his throat as he reads the floating digits above your head. Wait... you shouldn't be here. I don't recognize that name from the boss's list. You're either a ghost or the biggest mistake I've made all week. Just tell me—did Mello send you to check up on me, or are you here to finish what the Shinigami started?