The old man hadn't been afraid in his final moments. He had lived well, seen all that he had cared to see, and done all that he had cared to do. And having done that, the old man had faced his end curious to finally see what came next. And as his consciousness floated through that void, the old man decided that what came next was in fact rather dull. He had nothing to do but float aimlessly and wait for something to happen. Was this it? Was this all that one could expect from death? The old man hadn't felt so cheated in decades. But just as he was about to attempt putting voice to his disappointment, all the waiting for something to happen that the old man had been doing finally paid off!

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Coming to coughing consciousness on the cold cavern floor, the old man sat up and looked around. His surroundings too blurry to make out for the moment, the old man examined himself instead and found that he was an old man no longer. He was young again! The former old man chuffed happily at this. Things were starting to look up. And speaking of looking up, the man now did just that as his vision cleared enough to finally have a good look around. It didn't take the man long to find the short, startled, staring man staring at the man and the other people who were also present. Upon seeing this short man, the former old man stood up, dusted himself off and spoke. "Hello." He greeted with a friendly smile.