Phantom Hollow Out of the Frying-Pan into the Fire

Seriously, this dude was a freak -- undead and just seeming to continue on like nothing had happened.  Like it was totally an every-day thing and nothing was wrong!  

Any of it! he snapped.  You're dead, you're not taking me with you, you're not following me home--! It didn't seem to have a proper conclusion, like he would have kept listing things if he thought of anything.  He did take a couple of steps back as he did so, though.  Mostly because talking back to monsters sounded like a good way to make them drop their facade and make them attack.  He didn't want a damn thing to do with those monsters.  He didn't want to investigate, he didn't want to sit around and talk his way out, it was just better to make sure he wasn't gonna die and then get the hell out.