Ashes ashes, they all fall down

The warden who was responsible for Vincent turned to look at Rosalie, his eyes wide and filled with a palpable sense of panic. "We didn't...we didn't mean for this to happen," he started, his voice barely more than a whisper as he stammered out the words. He was clearly struggling to find the right way to explain the situation. "There was an accident...he fell," he continued, his voice growing slightly stronger. "He hit his head, and it was bad. Really bad." He swallowed hard, the fear in his eyes growing even more intense. "And he hasn't woken up since. Not once."

@Rosalie Rutherford