All is unsettled
Liam and I spent the day with my dad gathering the herbs and artifacts he’ll need to undo what those idiots did last night. Dad told me that he was going to need y help on this one because there were so many. I’m nervous about that.
I have studied necromancy, hell, I grew up with it. But my powers lie elsewhere. The most I can give dad is extra strength. If anything goes wrong during the ritual tonight, we’re screwed. Dad seems confident, but I keep picturing us having to wade through them and sever body parts all night. Not fun. Gross actually. You get one chance to put an improper zombie down and if you don’t get it right, then all you can do is chop them into bits and separate the parts in sealed containers. I’ve done it once, on a single zombie. I can’t imagine doing it with a gaggle of them.
I should go prepare. Dad’s just about ready.
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