The ghost glided forward. "Amanda Brinkley. This is my body?" She drew away.
"Not just your body." Jasfoup stepped forward and snapped away the sheet. "Ta-da!"
"I remember the face." The ghost drew forward. "Why are you showing me this?"
"Look inside," said the demon, raising his eyebrows toward the corpse. "You won't regret it. I got rid of the current occupier and redecorated."
"What do you mean?" The ghost hovered over the body and settled slowly into it. The corpse's lips fluttered, hesitantly at first. "What have you done?"
"Salt and varnish and one or two secret ingredients." The demon clapped his hands. "Mummification!"