Apologies for the Igor lisping but it's one of the rules of the Disc so I feel compelled to stick to it-even when it's difficult-the word discuss becomes a nightmare, as does assailant. Sorry about that.

Cassandra awoke in the world of the living. To find herself no longer in the ballroom, but in the Watch's morgue, with an Igor looking at her intently.

'I told Vimeth you weren't totally dead!'

'How the hells did I get here?' She really wasn't in the mood to make polite conversation about the finer detail of her mortal status. Her neck hurt, amongst other things.

'Thomeone left you outthide the Watch-houthe.'

'That arrogant, murdering-' Cassandra stopped herself before she fell into a linguistic sewer. 'He dumped me here for you all to find? Just because he could?'

Igor gave her a careful look. 'I am gueththing you are talking of your...aththailant?'

'Murderer. I met Death.' She realised she did not sound conventionally sane at this point. 'Pan. Look where's Vimes? Pan has definitely commited a crime now, so we can go and arrest him.'

'Vimeth ith in hith office dithcuththing your recent demithe with many of the officerth.'

'Then it's time to tell them all of my remise. I'm as alive as I have been recently and the very best person to talk to about it.'

'One thing conthtable?'

'Yes?'

'Vimeth ith currently quite extraordinarily piththed off with you. Apparently he told you not to get killed.'

'Actually he just said not to act like a fool. And I didn't act foolishly. So that's okay.' It wouldn't be, she knew that, but she was intending to go for the sympathy vote. Dying had to be good for something, other than a quick lie-down in a mortuary slab. She frowned. 'Igor?'

'Yeth?'

'Ever worked for vampires before?'

'A few timeth.'

'So...have any of the them ever died, not turned to ash, and come back?'

'No. They alwayth turn into dutht. You're the firtht to do thomething like thith.'

'Ah. How's Reg?'

'Very upthet. He and Visit were the oneth who found you.'

'Oh. That's...horrible.' That's Pan.

'Cathth?'

For a moment Cassandra just looked at Igor blankly before figuring out that he must have meant Cass. I'm offically going to kill Angua as practice before finding Pan...

'Yeth? I mean yes?'

'Are you trying to delay theeing Vimeth?'

'Obviously not. In fact I'm going right now.' Somewhat slowly she left the room. It was going to be embarrassing, telling everyone she'd died. Again.