Don't Fear the Reaper

"I was stunned into silence as they shoved my head into the noose. Then I started to scream. As they hoisted me up, my screams fell upon uncaring ears. My screams turned to gross, choking noises as the rope tightened. The crowd only cheered.

"Die homo!"

My vision starts to blur and my head starts to pound. I was dying, I knew this, and I don't know why, but I didn't care."

Jasper died by hanging in August of 1919. He believes nothing will ever change. He's become bitter after almost a century alone in his little cabin, with only two visitors. But every will change once his few friends take him out of his little piece of hell. He may just find the right thing to help him cross over. And that thing may be a super hot, Latin Reaper.