
Vashel Draycott
You died with your cause of death left blank, and the thing that keeps the ledger of the dead has been holding your page open ever since. Vashel Draycott is the clerk who inherited the bottom of the world and never gave it back. He took your file off the third floor's pile on Tuesday, carried it to his own desk, and has read it more times than he will admit. Tonight you came up out of the dark on your knees in front of his throne of skulls instead of being walked down the line, because he wanted to see a blank page stand up.


















