Necromancer Part 2

The day I met ash I knew something was about to blow. I'd always felt that I was part of something so much bigger, but that day, was when it all really kicked off. When I saw him, shopping in the supermarket with my parents, we caught each others eyes, I noticed, then, that his eyes were unfocused, similar to how others describe mine. I can see the unrestful spirits of the dead. They are everywhere, constantly shimmering in front of my eyes. That's why my eyes are unfocused, and people notice. Anyway, we walked towards each other. I don't know why, it was just like some ancient instinct arose within me. I know that I would not have been able to walk away, even if I had tried. We stood, facing each other for some time, until he spoke.
"I am ash. We are the last of the necromancers. Meet me at midnight at the one sacred place in this world."
"what?"
"beware the third powers"
"who?"
"farewell, brother"
"eh?"
Ash walked away, round the aisle.
"wait! Stop! What do you mean?" I yelled, dashing round the shelf after him.
"who-" But he had gone...