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"But the Undead can tell the difference between the Undead and the living?" I asked, thinking about Cassandra and Benjamin Had she known that Benja theh after reani because they experienced them firsthand They also have special classes, in which they are taught about what they are and what it ht

"But more important, they are drawn to life That is perhaps their only ‘sensation,’ if you could call it that So it is a safe assu froanization in the world that knows about the Undead? No one else knows?"

"There are others Gottfried is one of three sister schools, each founded by one of the three original nurses orked with Bertrand Most of the Undead were listed as disappearances rather than deaths, because the bodies were never found So when they reanimate and wander home, their loved ones aren’t usually aware that they’re dead If they are still in contact with their parents, they h more often they prefer to keep their condition to the secret? Why not tell sorandfather laughed "And ould you tell the to explain the theory of the Undead to someone else They would think you were insane"

He had a point

"And even if they believed you, it’s difficult to tell the Undead froe the police could do if they started blindly arresting children? If the outside world found out, it would be the start of the biggest witch hunt in history"

"How are you so sure? I o people did know about the Undead, didn’t they? That’s how they created all the burial rituals And then over tiot what they were for"

"Discrimination has always existed, which is exhibited in the fact that they created the rituals in the first place Ro his own brother, out of fear"

"So … why did you send ht? What does this have to do with randfather studied me pensively "Because it is an excellent school And a safe school The Undead exist everywhere; at least at Gottfried the professors are aware of their existence and are trained to deal with them That, and I wished you to know the truth about the world Aren’t you glad you know?"

I shook my head "I don’t know I mean, yes And no" Of course I wanted to know the truth The question was, could I accept it?

That afternoon I went downstairs and knocked on the door to Dustin’s quarters The door opened suddenly "Miss Winters," he said war all the way down here"

I shrugged "It’s no proble bells anyway"