“I’m death. I’m a ghost. I’ll find you. You can run, you can hide, you can beg, but none of it will help you. I’ll come for you in the darkness like a lithe panther with velvet paws and steel claws and . . . wait, brains, wait, where are you going? Why are you all leaking out of my head? Don’t leave me!” I put my hand over my eyes. “Oh no, look—my feet are twitching. That’s so undignified.” I would kill Bern for letting him do this. And then I would have a serious talk with Leon.
