"No kidding. I got people here that I know, and they never seen me, never heard of me. Everything I did? The person that they knew that did 'em was someone totally different. Talk about a mind trip." She swirled the spear idly as she spoke, looking out over the water. "The people in my world, we stay dead. No one comes back. But there are demons, and they can possess corpses. I doubt that's what they're talking about. It's...pretty obvious." She thought about Justice, watching him puppet Kristoph's body. God, that was creepy.

"Anyway, it's all hearsay. Guess I'll figure out if I die, huh?" She gave a little hollow laugh, and tapped the spear against her head. "Not the way I wanna find out, quite frankly."