Nikita was never the favorite of fate. Loneliness, poverty, the struggle for survival in the far north, and eventually death in an accident. It would seem that this is it, deliverance, but after death it only gets worse. Forty days pass, and now, behind a nondescript grave, there is a huge world ahead, full of living people, and no one sees a ghost wandering around the city. There is no more body, but reason continues to live, feelings haunt. What next? Who will respond to the call for help in such an "eccentric" situation? Perhaps in the ancient diary of a necromancer there is a way to solve the problem...