[ WP ] You 've been dead for 67 days . You awake to the entire world watching the first human revival . Your revival .

Uhh I groan, It's bright, too bright. Everything hurts. It's like there's a cloud in my head, nothing's quite straight... Who am I? I lift my hand, feeling strange cracks in my arm as ice turns to liquid. Blood? The cryogenic research -- strange words pop in my head. I hazily turn my head to a man standing in triumph. For some reason I remember being stabbed. The research was getting too far? Ohh it hurts too much, I start to lay back down, ready to go back to sleep. `` Aha no you do n't old buddy, tell the people about yourself'' The man makes strange noises. No... He's speaking. `` J-John..'' The crowd bursts into applause. He turns and smiles at me. `` Do n't worry, I'm only doing this because your wife just would n't stop going on about the injustice of your death, it was really quite hard to sleep sometimes.'' He whispers in my ear, but none of it registering. `` You can go back to sleep soon enough.''
