Hogfather - knife wound

A corpse lay in the snow. It was dear that the man had only just died. Albert squinted up at the sky.

'There's nowhere to fall from and there's no footprints in the snow,' he said, as Death swung his scythe. 'So where did he come from? Looks like someone's personal guard. Been stabbed to death. Nasty knife wound there, see?'

'It's not good,' agreed the spirit of the man, looking down at himself. Then he stared from himself to Albert to Death and his phantom expression went from shock to concern. 'They got the teeth! All of them! They just walked in ... and ... they ... no, wait. . .’

He faded and was gone.

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Hogfather - p201