As Adam died due to a marvelous explosion that was worthy of being called the greatest form of art in existence, he found out that his mind did not enter the usual void of darkness that death brought him— the darkness that he had become so used to at this point.
Rather, he felt that he was slowly moving upward; as though his entire body was being dragged up by some force he had no sense of control over.
After a long time, Adam gasped loudly as he woke up from what could only be defined as a nightmare.
He looked all around him, bewildered as he realized that he was back at the small cabin room which was filled with books. He immediately noticed the sight of Eve sitting on her rocking chair, looking at him with a smile that tugged at the corner of her mouth.
"Did you have a good dream?"
Adam ignored her words, glazed in the notes of mischief, as he simply focused on his inner self.
'It's back.'
