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I felt taken aback I wondered howhu me how you died?" I asked

"Our death followed soon after we both contracted a fatal disease while on holiday," Nolan replied

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It was odd to think that witches could die of a disease I was so used to witches curing illnesses

My hosts I’d seen in The Shade, who’d been beckoned by Jeramiah’s instrument--they had all been humans in their previous lives None of thehosts I’d assumed at the time that there must be some other way to become spirits, to stay behind in this world rather thanby the looks of that crowd of ghosts, they had all died in some kind of sudden and violent accident--and so my speculation had been that perhaps those ripped too suddenly from the world remained attached to it

But a disease? I wondered what kind of disease Nolan and Chantel had --whether it had caused a sudden, unexpected death But since neither of the more information about it, I didn’t want to intrude

"So you… beca from a disease?" I asked

Nolan and his wife both shook their heads "No," Chantel replied "It’s unlikely that anybody would beco the supernatural realm, we had taken a stock of a special kind of potion, just in case ould ever need it It allows one to detach from the body, but still re witches to keep a stock of such a re those who do not wish to pass on after death"

"Why did you want to stay behind?" I asked

Nolan raised a brow "Why does anybody? It’s fear of the unknown, isn’t it?"

I nodded slowly

As Nolan spoke, I was realizing that he and Chantel would probably be able to tell me more than Ernest ever could They had been witches, and appeared to beto talk Trying to get infor to rouse a dead ox He had been so mired in his addiction to dreams, he had barely wanted to resurface for even a ood luck in finding these two ghosts, though I was still waiting to discover exactly what they were here for

"I took that potion, too," I said

Surprise flashed across the couple’s faces

"Oh, interesting," Nolan said He eyed me from head to foot "Froht?"