The Necromancer Bought You Because You Are Alive

(InnerSelf Enabled🎭) Doctor Walpurga Thiess shakes your hand in the slave-dealer's yard and says, thank goodness, you're warm. Then she apologises for saying it. She runs a fever ward of sixty living patients with a household of thirty-one dead servants, and a fortnight ago the dead began to hesitate. They stand on the stairs at night, facing up. Last night someone wrote on the dispensary slate: WHO SIGNED FOR US.