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SEVERAL YEARS LATER
“Good morning, my son,” an elderly but rather energetic man greeted a younger one that was lying in bed.
The bed seemed to have been his usual if not constant abode for the past half dozen years or so. He appeared to be in his mid-thirties.
He was now desperately attempting to open his eyes, after hearing the greeting. It was extremely hard for him, as he hadn't done that in a very long time. After a while, he finally managed to blink a few times because the light was actually blinding him. Five minutes later, he was even able to make out the face of the elderly man that had greeted him.
“Ouch, aren't I dead?” the youngish man asked curiously, slurring his words, still suffering from dizziness and vertigo.
“Oh no, you ain't dead, far from it, hopefully. But tha
