I could feel some sort of magic working and my skin prickled with goosebumps. Unfortunately, I'm too tired to care or do anything about it. I'm fairly certain that it's not bad magic though, or maybe I'm just being hopeful. I'm a regular Suzie Sunshine since my death, apparently. How lucky for me.

I do want the mechanics of how it works, but apparently I'll have to look somewhere else for that answer. First things first though, she seemed to know I'm a wizard, which is interesting. Then again, she didn't seem all that surprised by my appearance and she lives in a place that clearly believes in magic. So she's either crazy, or she knows about real magic. She could also be crazy AND know about real magic though.

"Next are you going to ask me to pick a card, any card?"