I woke up in the morgue today. I don't think I was dead. I mean, I could have been. Necromancy has made great strides these past years, but all my bits are still in place (ladies), so I'm fairly certain I wasn't dead. Once the mortician stopped screaming, me and her had a nice chat. Apparently, her father (who's dead) had this knife and she wanted to take it to this other guy in Windhelm (she