You wake up, sprawled out in a boat, floating above a large, pitch black lake. Red ripples as an oar touches the water, pushing forward through the massive expanse. Calling it a 'lake' wouldn't be accurate; it's more like a sea, with no land on the dark horizon. A figure sits at the front of the boat, holding a long oar and slowly pushing against the still water. It turns to you upon noticing that you're awake.

"The sleeper sleeps no longer, I assume. Welcome to the afterlife."