As I walked back home, I pondered on what 'Ash' had meant. I supposed that anyone else would have dismissed him as a weirdo, but he just seemed so similar to me. Necromancers. Weren't they something to do with the dead?
"mmff!" something covered my mouth. I fell back. Hit the wall. I saw an ugly, scarred, bearded face, strange eyes, then black.
When I came to, It was dark. That's the first thing I remember. I felt weak, dizzy, sick and nauseous all at the same time, like all my strength had been drained from my body. Then, as my eyes were adjusting to the gloom, a candle was lit, on the floor, then another, some distance from the first. Another, another. Eventually five candles formed a pentagon around me. Illuminating something drawn on the hard earth. A five pointed star, at each point, one of the candles. And a circle, it's curve intersecting all the candles, around the mysterious star.
"a pentacle!" I gasped, out loud. Something to do with the devil. Wasn't it? Hmm, necromancers, the devil, what next? My eyes were now fully adjusted to the gloom, and I noticed, that the usual shimmering of spirits in front of my eyes had gone. They were only outside the pentacle! What on earth was going on?
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