"When we dead awake it will be to each of us as if but a second ago we had felt the pangs of dying, the explosion in the head, the drowning of the lungs, the fingers tightening around the throat. What a noise of screaming and wailing there will be at that moment! … Silence and amazement as we realise pain is no more … and then the onset of such a fear at the strangeness and uncertainty of this awakening that as we remember forever that unattainable past - sunlight… sea … the pleasures of mind and appetite, even the pains of dying - will seem more desirable to us than all the fabled joys of immortality. Even your lonely, frightened and unhappy existence will beckon you backward with siren song Dalziel. Even that Dalziel. Even that ..."
Reginald Hill
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