I'm not the type of man to sulk, but it wasn't a pleasant experience to wake up in the hospital. I never cared for doctors. They assure me I'll be able to leave shortly. Apparently when you're revived from the grave as well as fictional, they need to do a few additional tests to ascertain your corpse is in good health.
That's a joke, I'm not a corpse. I'm very much alive, which is a change as I'd become very accepting of my death at the end. I regret other things, of course.
I used to be an athlete, but given the lack of equipment on this island, I believe I'll stay retired. And judging by the look of things, this island is in a more need of a hairstylist anyway.