A young man was sitting at the table, Edvvrd was moving away from the terrible events that had happened to him. His body had previously been taken over by the evil sorceress-wife Asenath, but he had already begun to suspect from her handwriting and tone of voice, his senile wisdom that it was her father, the most powerful magician Ephraim. Now Asenath was busy working on the potion, allowing her husband to stay in his body