I’m okay. You? Not so much. If you take your medicine like a good boy, I’ll give you a big kiss.” “Promise?” “Yep, cross my heart. I need you to drink this. Can you do that for me, sweetie?” Obediently, Fabian opened his mouth, and I poured in a couple of ounces. My internal radar went on red alert. Asmoday? Or something else? A rotting corpse shambled into the light. I froze for a second. Since half of the creature’s face was gone it was difficult to tell if it was male or female. “Fuck. What is it?” “Hungry,” Grams answered. “Kill it.” Its right eye popped out and rolled across the ground. Oh, ick. “It sure looks like a zombie.” “Does it really matter? It can and will eat you,” Grams snipped. “Dicitur pretiosa materia mox.” Presto! My sword appeared in my hand. “Do you have any idea on how to kill it?” “You kill a revenant by beheading it,” Fabian answered, climbing to his feet.
