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I sat there on the cold, hard floor of the Arcane Room, Liz's last words echoing in my head.

Seven days.

As much as I could say I was alive in the Afterlife, I had seven days until I became one of the Everdead.

Then I got to thinking. I do that a lot.

"How bad can it be?" I asked. I think I surprised myself when those words dropped out of my mouth.

It surprised Liz as well. She had that look of, "Are you completely insane?"

"Really," I said, "how bad can it be? If I'm just like this forever and I n...