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He sleeps for a long time but Sameth does wake up and simply lays there, everything hurts so he decides to not move.

Sabriel woke up too and is around and about but if anyone wishes to talk to Sam, he's not going anywhere for a while.

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"We don't really have ghosts in the Old Kingdom. What does that mean?"

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"...Huh," Malcolm replies, momentarily surprised. He doesn't usually have to explain what a ghost is.

"What does a ghost mean?" he asks himself thoughtfully.

"It's a state of Earthly existence after the moment of death. Many people on my planet don't believe they actually exist, although it's debatable that a majority actually do believe in them, at least to some extent. They typically aren't detectable through conventional means, which is part of the problem. Most adults can't tell they are even there except through certain tell-tale, but scientifically inconclusive, means: an unusual drop in temperature or maybe an object moving from one place to another."

"So becoming a ghost was very disorienting for me. Being a doctor--a man of science--when I was alive, I never considered the possibility that I might become a ghost. Actually, I spent several months in complete denial that I was, which caused me a lot of problems...."

"Anyway, you find yourself still on Earth, still in the part of the world you lived in during life, or maybe stuck in the place where you died an unexpected death. And you're insubstantial. You've left your physical body behind and are continuing your existence only as a spirit. Some young people and some animals can tell you're there--the most sensitive ones can even see you--but you're invisible to most others, and you can't interact with the physical world very well."

"It really takes some getting used to," Malcolm adds with the tone of a person who apparently didn't find that part very pleasant.

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"So you don't need to take anything from the Living, you're just trapped? Was it because you weren't sent properly through the Gates of Death?"

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Malcolm takes a moment to choose his words.

"'Weren't sent properly....' In a way, yes. I couldn't let go. I couldn't let myself Pass On. Not until I'd found a way to help just one more person."

"Looking back on it, I was trying to find a way to forgive myself for losing one of my patients. I couldn't have helped him back then--not without knowing something I couldn't have--but I didn't realize that until I was close to helping someone else anyway."

"Not long after I did, I was finally able to Move On."

"Except, uh," Malcolm smirks. "The Landlord had other ideas."

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"Do you want to Move On?"

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This one doesn't take any thought.

"No."

"I like it here. And I've made a place for myself. It's home."

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"Oh."

That wasn't what Sameth expected him to say.

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That moves Malcolm to smile quietly, though he's not exactly sure why.

"Get some rest. We'll talk again."

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"Of course, thank you."

He falls asleep rather quickly and his nightmares are a little quieter.