Jenison died screaming for his mother. Anisa, in quiet contemplation. The third and fourth souls died so quickly the other two never learned their names. But Mason? Mason drowned, a feverish bubble of breath caught in his throat.
He looked at Jenison. He looked at Anisa. He looked, also, at the monster squid, before finally, his gaze came to rest on the bloated remains of his body. "I suppose I'm dead then."
His new companions, rendered mute with bemusement, simply gaped as he continued. "Does anybody have a copy of the rule book?" When they failed to respond, he asked again.
It was Anisa who recovered first. "What rule book?"
"You know," he began, rather sanctimoniously. "The book. The bible, the King's guide. The book with the laws of this land. Dungeon Master's guide. Whatever you want to call it." He shrugged, one arm extended as if to receive the book though none was proffered.
The squid watched his ghostly form with interest, even as it consumed his corporeal leg. It, too,