Sam is working the grill at Plimpies on the night shift when he is viciously attacked by a necromancer and a werewolf. The necromancer has recognized Sam as a rival necromancer. News to Sam. When his friend Brooke's head is delivered to his apartment in a box later that night, Sam knows he's in deep trouble and had better figure out this necromancer stuff FAST. (Brooke has lost none of her wise mouth, sharp tongued personality - just, you know, her body). Some may think Sam is a slacker, but the guy does have good friends, and with their help, Sam sets to work and the body count rises.
As Sam says, "My name is Samhaim Corvus LaCroix. I am a necromancer. Now, if only I could say that with a straight face."
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