[ F.X.D.] Sketches on the Discworld universe. Pratchett Terry "Discworld". Overlord. (crossover).

Parf four. We're in shit... (Chapter first, part one). - And where the hell are we!? - Susan shook herself off the dirt. She also removed several yellow leaves from her dress and chest. - I tried to carefully pull something out of the hair on my head, but it didn’t work without loss... Three hairs died the death of the brave. Appearing in this area, in this world, was not pleasant. In any case, because these two were immediately forced to fall face first into the dirt. And... Oh, yes... Death stood with his back to Susan for several minutes, not paying attention to her. - Grandfather?... -No reaction.... The thought of tugging her grandfather's sleeve flashed through Susan's mind. But she didn't allow herself to do it... Too disrespectful towards him. Instead, she walked around him. She put her hand on his shoulder and looked at him intently. - ...Grandfather. - - YES, SORRY... A bright blue light often shone in the eye sockets of death, but now his eye sockets were completely... Empty, there was only bottomless emptiness in them... In general, he looked like a skeleton, only several times deader... How can a skeleton be even more dead? Although a living skeleton is also absurd. Susan quickly dismissed this stupid thought. -Grandfather... Is everything okay? - - AH, YES... Death vaguely waved his hand several times. For some reason, Susan's hand automatically dropped to the level of her belt and did not find the sword there; she stopped in some confusion. - I CAN'T CALL ON NEITHER A SWORD OR A SCYDE. AND THIS IS VERY AWKWARD... - Why? - - THERE IS SOMETHING THAT IS INTERFERING ME... Grandfather looked embarrassed. -We're stuck here, right? - -I THINK, YES.