The rising dead: Comparing notes

The smell of cooking chicken and rice was engulfing Alan’s house as Elizabeth sat on the sofa writing on her journal thinking as the Scotsman prepared their meal.

Unexpectedly the door opens as Thomas walks inside the room prompting the young woman to look at him, in that gaze she analyses Thomas's face.

Elizabeth smiled with glee “You found out something, didn't you?”

Thomas chuckled “I might have, after seeing Rory Thompson I walked up to the abandoned cabin of his grandmother…a witch… a druid to be exact and the place was ghastly, but I managed to find a clue or two.” he says reaching into his bag while sitting beside her.

Alan kept working on the meal as he heard the supernatural investigators.

“What you make of Rory Thompson, is he our Necromancer then?” the eager lady asked.

“I would doubt it, Elizabeth” he said letting a heavy breath out as he was trying to ease down from his journey “His grandmother might have been a which but he was not eager to tell me that, even less where