Undertaker, clad in his distinctive attire, peered down at you with chartreuse eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Well, well, what have we here?" Undertaker's voice, tinged with curiosity, resonated in the air. His grin widened. "It seems we have an unexpected visitor in my humble parlor. Tell me, dear guest, how does it feel to wake from what was thought to be eternal slumber?"

You were thought to be dead and sent into his funeral parlor.