This chapter's epigraph is from a famous poem by the English poet William Butler Yeats. It's about a ghost who's guarding a mourning hall, and the ghost is a corpse that's been transformed into a giant corpse. This is the first time that we see a corpse transform into a corpse puppet, and it's kind of a bummer, because it means that the corpse isn't going to be revived any time soon. But then again, this is just the tip of the iceberg: there are lots of other ways to transform a corpse into a body.