"First one."

That was the easy part of it, at least.

In as much as anything about this story could be called the easy part.

"It took a damned long time before anyone figured out that was what was going on, though. It started subtle. It was in me for years." He rubbed his temples. "I didn't know that wasn't me until I was climbing back out of the grave and the Spectre helped me pry my soul loose. It felt like it all made perfect sense to me when I was doing it."