Nico Di Angelo is nearly at his breaking point, his scratched sanity crawling to the roaring fires. Nico Di Angelo knows. He sees them splashing on the ground. He knows and he's counting the seconds... But- Will there be someone to save me before the clocks strike? is what the Ghost King murmers every night before he rocks himself to a tormenting and fitful sleep. WARNING- TRIGGERING. READ WITH CAUTION.All Rights Reserved