When we were getting on the bus, the driver looked like a man in his forties sloppily dressed with a growing beer belly. What I saw now making my way to him was a large figure in a hooded robe that was hiding his face. I approached and closed my eyes noticing a large ball of energy on the seat. For some reason I felt confident yanking that robe off and what I saw underneath was a large bone laying on the seat and nothing else. The coat was basically suspended in the air on the energy emanating from that bone. My energy indicator was going really close to ZERO and I knew I might as well take all the risks. So with the bone in my hands I felt the energy and ordered it to enter me. The energy flooded in. The robe fell onto the seat and I picked it up and put it on. For some reason it felt right to do so. I got behind the steering wheel of the bus and closed my eyes. OK, now – let me look around. So… I got this Necromancer power. There were 54 of us, 9 are still on the seats in some kind of a non-dead state. My "Sub-dimensional storage" purse reads now "level 20, filled – 44" – everybody's body is accounted for. "Everybody, go, get your body," I hummed and then added "Offer gold or threaten force, I will not release your corpse". My life-impaired audience responded with dead silence… Looking inside myself (I can't explain it better – that's exactly what it is) I saw these souls floating around. There were also 44 but some – probably those who got in first – were shiny and active actually talking to each other while several – probably the later arrivals – seemed paler with a few basically a barely visible outline. I've focused on one of them and a text came up "De-energized soul" with several options available near it including "re-energize". Definitely not now – I'm still draining that "driver illusion" bone and sucking in power from the tunnel, but the upgrade process is consuming the energy as fast. The pain I've felt at the beginning subsided a lot, it went from an incapacitating to a level of a bee sting – where I can walk around and react to things reasonably.

Somehow my temporary resident souls realized I'm looking at them and turned their faces to me. A girl whom we all knew as a rather difficult person looked me in the eye and stated "You have touched me inappropriately. I'll tell the principal, the teachers and I'll file a complaint!". As everyone else stared at her, the soul of the class short jerk jumped up and screamed – "Yes, Yes, he did, I saw it!!!" with so much excitement that I think if he still had his body he'd probably wet his pants. After all dogs sometimes do it and at this time I was pondering if he was meant to be an angry chihuahua and became a human by mistake. Yes, an old me would have gone pale and shaky and would probably even be convinced to turn over lunch money to prevent the accusations from reaching the school authorities and my parents. So there was a long silence. They were looking at me waiting to shake and squirm… I didn't. The silence continued… and continued… and continued… Until the Short Jerk lost interest and ran off to pester people around him and another girl probably thinking I can't hear them whispered to the first one – "What are you doing? You know he did no such thing and if it wasn't for him, you'd go into the Cloud and your body would rot. Besides how are you going to file anything – you are inside of him and chances are there are no principals or teachers where we're going". The first one replied – "Don't spoil my game – I don't need to file anything, I need him to apologize. When he does, I'll forgive him but he'd be afraid of me. I can get him to buy me dinners and stuff and then I'd bring him to marry me". Another girl listening to this wondered, "Marry him? He's a nerd! Look at how he's treated in class! He's a pushover – your relatives will laugh at you and him!". "That's why I want him," stated the first, "I'll do anything I want with him and he'll be polite and never hit me and never leave me and my kids. I don't want to bring my kids up alone like my Mom. I'll even be a good wife and I'll teach our kids not to be pushovers".