Henry managed a small chuckle at the zombie reference but the circumstances of Neal's death were still painful. He turned to the book, flipping it back to the picture of the boy his father had been and staring at it as he spoke.

"It was magic and an evil woman that killed him. He died...He sacrificed himself to save everyone else. I don't know how he's back. It was this place that did it. I'm just grateful I have the chance to get to know him."

His hand moved to the book. "This was him as a boy. When he thought life was good. Or not nearly as bad as they ended up being."