Del felt sleepy. He was sleeping on his bed last night, but as his father had predicted, he was returned to earth. The bed felt different from before, this one wasn't as soft as the clouds, but still soft enough. The smells of antiseptic made a way up to his nose.
The bed seemed to be a hospital bed. Then, a familiar voice came out right at his left ear, "Del, hey, Del, are you awake?" He nodded to the left and opened his heavy eyes, slowly. His eyelids felt like it was glued shut, but he was aware of the figure besides him.
"Cassandra?" He spurted out one word.
"Hey, welcome back to the land of living," Cassandra said.
"Did I really die?" Del asked.
"Yeah, this is not exactly your body," Cassandra commented.
"Whose body is this then?" Del asked.
"Yours, but a copy of it," Cassandra said.