I spent the better part of last night with dad (Desmond McGee, Necromancer. Maybe you’ve heard of him) as part of my training. I’m never going to be a true necromancer. I just don’t have that sort of power. But I want to be able to assist him whenever I can and I think with our combined power when we raise a zombie we could make him or her even better.

Liam’s looking at me funny. I think I’ve offended him. I just told him he was a perfectly good zombie, especially one raised while my father was under so much stress. I just think that any zombie raised by my father while I’m with him giving him a power boost could be… interesting. We’ll have to see. I don’t know when we’ll get the chance to try it out, hence the lessons.

Dad doesn’t raise true zombies very often, as you can imagine. The reason must be very compelling. But he can and does raise the freshly dead (suddenly I have Marty Feldman in my head singing, “I ain’t got no body…”) temporarily for various reasons. A loved one may need closure or perhaps a murder victim who might be able to name their killer (these are tricky though. A murder victim is often so traumatized that it’s difficult to get anything out of them. It’s almost a mercy to lay them back to rest.)

A temp zombie is raised for a few hours and then gently and reverently laid back to rest. The ritual isn’t as elaborate as a true raising and only lasts for a few hours. My father earn his living from these I’ve gone with him on these outings for as long as I can remember.

Last night we sat in a cemetery and went over the entire ritual for raising a true zombie from start to finish. Not sure why we couldn’t have done that in the house though. It was damn cold last night. Dad said the ambiance would be good but I was practically raised around cemeteries. I get it Dad. Sheesh

Yeah yeah, next time I’ll bring a blanket.