"How can that be possible? I didn't simply come close to death, I died, Fever. I arranged everything so carefully, so that not only would I not be interrupted, but nobody would even think to look for me until hours had passed. By the time Andrey found me, my body would already have gone stiff and cold. My brain would have turned to mush from lack of oxygen, and not even our thanatologist friend knows of a way to reverse such damage. So how could I come back to life? And even if I could, what kind of life would await me?"