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"No. I won't go into great detail, child, but the truth is that you were dead. I called your spirit to come forth into your still-warm body, and then I spoke with you. Among other things, I am a necromancer. You are now my servant: My kind refers to human servants as Wights, and sometimes Familiars."
"I will have someone remove the fluid catheter. When it's removed, go to the kitchen and eat a meal. The cook is expecting you. Then, seek me out. All of my servants will know how to find me. Just ask."
In the following days, I often pondered the art of necromancy. I wondered how many of Eliza's staff had been raised up, as I had been. One day I'll ask her. For now, I'm still waiting on that first assignment.
The End
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