A Crypt as an Inheritance

For three whole years I studied and knew almost no troubles. But I couldn’t even imagine that my gift would suddenly change. No, I stayed a necromancer—but the dead suddenly began to come back to life. For a while, anyway. And they began to look like the living. And that wasn’t the end of the shocks: I was the only one of the girls who managed to get into the Halls of Death, where I even spoke with the Mistress. But that was still not all. A distant relative left me a legacy—a castle in which there was an unusual crypt.

What makes it unusual?

But everything in order…