Possessed By The De... [better]: The Nightmaretaker- The Man

"Not what," the man said. "Who."

"Choose what?" Arthur asked, voice dry as sand. The Nightmaretaker- The Man Possessed by the De...

The building kept its doors. The keys kept jangling in their pockets. Someone was always there to walk the halls at three in the morning, to press the heel of a palm to a lock, to remember which names must be spoken and which must be withheld. When the man under the lamp finally dissolved into the ledger’s margins and the De— moved on to sniff at another building’s seam, Arthur remained — or rather, his function did — a man shaped by a thousand small decisions. The ledger waited in the basement with emptier pages and yet the same quiet hunger. "Not what," the man said