But Charles Aubyn (for it was he) had, like most enthusiasts, overcalculated the influence of his eloquence; surprise had alone procured him a hearing, and the bold cavaliers around were little in the mood for a homily.
Because the uncanny affects and haunts everything, it is in constant transformation and cannot be pinned down.
The coffins eventually reached cold storage, where they were to lie for another six weeks. Enter the sangomas. The antidote for zombies requires that sangomas reunite the zomboid spirits with their bodies. A Cape Town sangoma told me that once she had danced herself into a trance, she was able to spiritually enter the cupboard and catch the zombies (who, she assured me, are terribly strong).
She gave him a slap in the puss.
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