And this, friends, is where things started getting weird. For on this fateful night, I had done the unthinkable. I'm by no means an angel, but this was definitely going far and beyond any kind of trouble I had previously caused. I woke the dead . The shivers sent down my spine clued me in immediately - I'd just done something terrible.
People piss off others all the time.
It's a natural thing. In our lives, we learn not to annoy others when they're in a particularly bad mood or when they've had a pretty bad day. We know it's just not worth their wrath. So you can imagine the end results of fucking with someone who has the supreme pent up frustrations of being dead for over a century. This isn't like eating the last piece of chicken before your father gets home after a hard day of work.