Unquiet Dead
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Unquiet Dead
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Unquiet Dead


Target player loses life equal to the number of
creature cards in their graveyard.
Draw a card.
"The tenants are dead," repeated the sleepless master.
The insufferable scratching continued to bore into his
skull. "You killed them yourself. You made sure of it.
'Tis merely the sound of rats under the floorboards."

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