Living in the cemeteries of our world are a group of people removed from society. They lurk in the shadows, they are the odd sounds you hear at home, the reason doors are left open. These individuals are Reapers. They claim the souls of the deceased. One in particular has a knack for reaping, but Death has taken an interest in him forcing him to reap the souls of children. In this short story follow Destin Macalester as he faces himself and an old rival. Will he crack under the pressure or hold himself in check.

As a warning this story does contain dark elements of life and death that may be unsuitable for some audiences