Gideon: You'll see your friend again. Death isn't the end of the story. Just punctuation.
[first lines]
Gideon: I've died more times that I can remember. Quick. Slow. Painful, peaceful. In the end, it's always.. feels the same. A cold decent into nothing. I no longer exist.
Gideon: Then.. gradually, one sense at a time, I come back.