Rick woke up the next morning and rubbed his eyes out and looked at Lucie that was sleeping next to him.
‘I thought Wichard said her body has to decompose first? Does ghost sleep?’ Rick thought and poked her, ‘ok, I can live with this.’ Rick snuggled into her waking her up.
“Get your dirty ass into a shower,” Lucie said.
“No,” Rick said and held her tight, “you had no right to die.”
“I know, that is why I am still here,” Lucie said.
Rick looked at her, “you are not a ghost?”
“No silly,” Lucie chuckled.
“But you were dead,” Rick exclaimed.
“And now I am not,” Lucie said, and rubbed his dirty face.
“But you were all messed up,” Rick continued.
“And then they pumped me full of prehistoric blood and now I am as good as new,” Lucie said, smiling.
“I promise, next time I will lock my
