Dead Again Adric looked down at his body, or what was left of it at any rate. "You have to give her credit." he said to eternity, "She does do a very thorough job." He felt the familiar presence from behind, and turned to greet him like an old friend. "I'm really sorry to keep putting you through all of this. It must get rather boring after awhile." "NO BOTHER. YOU'RE ACTUALLY ONE OF MY FAVOURITE CLIENTS." "So, how many does this make?" "ONLY 187. YOU STILL HAVE OVER A MILLION LEFT." A bony hand extended from the black robes. "YOUR PUNCHCARD, PLEASE?"