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He/She woke up...
Write a poem or short story about a character who has passed away, either recently or a long time ago and his/her experience of whatever form of afterlife he/she is experiencing/has experienced. Beging the poem or story with the prompt, "He/She woke up..."
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He/She/It Woke Up

"John where is the flashlight? I can barely see." I yelled so loud it shook the rocks nearby. John and I were exploring this cavern. Legend has it, that something lives here. No one has ever seen it and we are going to wake it. We are no lost inside this area and there is no visible light anywhere. 

"Abby, you have it. Remember, back at the car you grabbed it."

"No I am sure you did."

"Nah, I do not have and if you do not we are blind for the rest of this journey."

"I guess we are. Lets keep moving we are almost at the crypt."

We travels a little further and a building began to appear in front of us. A beautiful building. It was full of light and gorgeous decorations. It also had many, many dead people and things. 

"Watch out this thing may be trapped."

"John, you watch too many adventure movies. Lets go in."

"Okay, I warned you."

Inside was even prettier than the outside. Gems, diamonds, and all the riches you could think of was in there. Then, we found the tomb and we heard a click. Everything shook. And something arose.