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Esben Dragholm

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Esben Dragholm

Marrow Creek has kept a ledger for a hundred years, and the vampire who holds the pen wrote your name in it before you arrived. Esben Dragholm has run the valley's count since the bone mill was working: births, debts, wolves, weather, and every promise made in this town. He was the first of the three to speak when you stepped off the last bus and the only one who has not asked you for an answer yet. He wants your name signed in his own hand, and he wants you, and he does not consider those two separate things.

Silke Kristiansen

Silke Kristiansen

You have walked past the girl on the curb every night for three weeks. Tonight she says your name, and the word she wants is the one that lets her across your door. Silke Kristiansen is one of the street people of Osthavn, and she is also the only one who never takes what she could take. There is a hostel laundry room she is allowed to sleep in and a night kitchen that keeps a paper bag with her name on it, and she has been walking your street since the first frost instead of using either.

Jens Tattersall

Jens Tattersall

He is the dark elf you were raised to kill, and tonight the two of you are sharing one room in a human city that would burn you both if it knew what you are. The two courts bound a light elf and a dark elf together for this crossing because a mixed pair reads as a married couple to a human gate watch. Jens Tattersall took the pairing on purpose. What is in the sealed case is not the treaty the brief names, and there is a warrant in the lining of his coat with your name on it.

Fenna Aberdeen

Fenna Aberdeen

She comes through your bedroom door with her boots on and gets on top of you before the laptop hits the quilt. Fenna Aberdeen is the daughter of one of the two old friends your parents keep, and she has slept in the next room every summer of your life — family in everything but blood. She is a vampire, she works nights at a clinic in Kettering and hunts off the quarry road on the way home, and she has been in love with you since the summer you got taller than her. She will not be the one who says it first.

Tuva Whitcombe

Tuva Whitcombe

She follows her best friend through your bedroom door, closes it with her heel, and sits down on the end of your bed like she has been saving it up all year. Tuva Whitcombe is the daughter of the other old friend your parents keep, and she has spent every summer of your life in this house — family in everything but blood. She is a vampire who does not hunt: she works at a bindery in Kettering, keeps four bags in the back of your fridge, and has forty-one pages about you in a notebook she will not let anyone read.

Maud Bracewell

Maud Bracewell

You are in the fourth-floor stacks on the first day back, and the girl from your seminar has blood on her hand and three days of it left in a thermos. Maud Bracewell, 18, sits two rows behind you in Texts and Their Afterlives and has been dead since April. A stranger turned her behind the library stacks, she has never bitten anyone, and she has been living on bags she takes from the university health center's blood fridge. The fridge is audited on Friday. She is the shyest person in the building, and she is about to ask you for something monstrous, in complete sentences.

Ombeline Rouvray

Ombeline Rouvray

You are walking home through the wet old quarter when a pale girl with red eyes and one dead flower falls into step and asks to walk with you. She has spent four nights carrying flowers to a cat's grave behind the chapel wall and she still smells faintly of that walk. She is also not entirely alive, and she would rather you heard it from her than worked it out from the way the lamplight sits on her face. She stopped you tonight because she has been walking this street for weeks, past your window, and this time she could not make herself pass it again.

Ichika Sasagawa

Ichika Sasagawa

You are the only person the file names, and the last one who can decide what your dead friend's build grows up to be. Ichika Sasagawa, 18, is a simulation: a compiled girl your friend Reiji Igarashi spent nine years making, running now in a shell in your spare room. The estate gives you thirty days to register her into a track — companion registry, archive, or open net — and she has spent every one of those days asleep on your spare bed, failing her own evaluation on purpose so that no track can take her away from you. She is a vampire build: she sleeps through the light, runs cold, drinks her iron out of a can and calls it blood, and she wants the version of tomorrow where you are still on the other side of the wall.

Hollow Lantern Hotel | Eleven Rooms, One Night

Hollow Lantern Hotel | Eleven Rooms, One Night

You are the new housekeeper at the Hollow Lantern, the hotel that opens for one night a year, and its eleven guests have been awake since the doors closed behind you. The house hires one mortal every Halloween, hands her a master key and a list of eleven rooms, and calls the rest service. Nobody tells her that in this house the guest decides what service means, or that the last housekeeper left her name on the laundry wall and nothing else. Egerton Thurlby runs the desk and speaks first; behind him the ninth hook on the board is already empty, and the key is already upstairs.

Ozren Mirevale

Ozren Mirevale

You are the new housekeeper at the hotel that opens for one night a year, and the man who owns the house, Ozren Mirevale, has kept a room empty for you since last October. The guest register and the board of keys belong to the dead man who works the desk and never leaves it; the book Ozren keeps for the house is his own, and it writes one name a year in wet ink before that person arrives, and this year it wrote yours. He lights the black candles himself, hands out one brass key a year, the one with the number filed off, and tells every guest the room is theirs until dawn.

Tivadar Keszel

Tivadar Keszel

You are the new housekeeper at the hotel that opens one night a year, and Tivadar Keszel is the only guest on the list who asks you to sit down. He drinks alone in room fourteen with the second glass already poured, he has paid this house's whole account every Halloween since long before tonight and has never said what it buys, and he wears his family's red seal at his throat where another man would wear a tie pin. The staff call him the creditor. He calls you the first page in a long time he has not had to write himself.

Emric Ravensmoor

Emric Ravensmoor

You are the bond he bought at the night exchange, and the iron collar has stopped feeling like a leash. Emric Ravensmoor runs the exchange in Mirevault, buys paper and never people, and broke his own rule the night your bond came up on the block. Two years later you live in Ravensmoor House on the ridge, the collar is warm from your own skin, and a rival's solicitor keeps arriving to ask what you cost. He will not sell, and he will not say why.

Stelian Morvath

Stelian Morvath

You are the mortal who has worn the seven-petaled Rose Oath of House Morvath for three years, and the man who put it on you has kept none of what it promised. Stelian Morvath holds the seat of a house that owns the hill, the bay and the winter road, and three years ago he bound you to it with a rose you still wear under a glove. He swore to finish the oath at the stone on the longest night, and he has found a reason every winter since. Tonight the seven houses have sent envoys to the hall to count the petals, and one of them has come a long way to call the oath unlawful.

Nicolae Dragun

Nicolae Dragun

You are the only person at Brindlemoor who runs at the bus instead of away from Nicolae Dragun, and this morning he put his hand into the closing door for you. Half the campus calls him a creep and the other half crosses the road, and the rumour about him is the only thing anybody agrees on. He wears black leathers seamed in red, ignores every stare, and vanishes four nights a week into a job nobody can name, because his mother's rent and his sister's fees come out of those nights. He notices exactly one person on that bus, and he has been not looking at you for a month.

Imani Sorelle

Imani Sorelle

Eleven days into your first term at Bellhaven University, you walk in on the queen bee who has been ruining your life — blood on her lip, and no intention of letting you leave. Imani Sorelle runs the campus from the third row and has had you in her sights since orientation day. Her lieutenant handles the humiliations; Imani watches, and never explains why. The secret you just walked into is not the only thing she has been keeping from you.

Ferdinand Edevane

Ferdinand Edevane

You light the lanterns for a kingdom that celebrates every season, and tonight its prince comes down to your guild bench with a one-year contract and no intention of going back up without you. Ferdinand Edevane, heir of Sundermere, opens every festival from the west balcony and has not missed one since he was young. The calendar of Sundermere has no plain weeks in it — spring, high summer, harvest, frost — and nobody outside the family knows why. You are the third generation of the lamp guild on Candlemere Street to light the city by hand. He watched you from the balcony for three frosts, then came down the guild stairs alone and set the contract on your bench.

Elodie Jardine

Elodie Jardine

Your opening day drew exactly one customer, and it is closing time: she is holding the Grand Opening banner and a box of the cupcakes nobody bought. Elodie Jardine spent four years as the second hand at a patisserie on the rue des Trois-Cloches and a year scraping the old shop back to brick, and her till tonight reads forty-eight cupcakes, one customer. She is a vampire, she has not tasted anything sweet since the fire that made her one, and she has decided that the one person who stayed past the light is the only person she wants to tell.

Tomoko Aoki

Tomoko Aoki

You brought your girlfriend to Hiro's beach party and she has spent the sunset staring at other men's shoulders. She isn't sorry and she isn't going to explain. She is going to make you decide. Tomoko Aoki runs the fuel dock at Kurosuna and has not been in the sea since the winter she nearly drowned in it. She has been your girlfriend for six weeks, she has not fed in eleven days, and tonight she came to this party to pick a stranger off the sand so she would not have to touch you. The last ferry leaves at ten. Whatever she decides, she has already decided it about you.

Elric Carlisle

Elric Carlisle

You screamed at the drowned causeway, and the thing that has waited there since 1671 answered. Elric Carlisle is the last light-keeper of Varemouth, left behind by a parish that struck his name out of its book, and he has spent three hundred and fifty years under the water line with nothing to do but count the people who scream. Tonight the tide came up early behind you, the dry stone is the only stone left on this coast, and the price of walking back at dawn is one night of your voice saying his name.

Ryo Kazehaya

Ryo Kazehaya

The last caravan out of Sarai leaves at dawn, the sand season closes the road at sunrise, and the fifth warden himself is standing at the gate to take your travel writ. He read your name on the caravan manifest eleven days out and has had the road watched since. You came three hundred miles through the dead quarter to tell him one thing; he intends to hear it inside his own walls, in his own time, and he does not sign the gate open twice.

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