He emerged from the coffin alive

A sound like the blowing of a horn echoed through the place, a terrifying explosion that shook its very foundations. The ground trembled and scattered everyone on it, hurling them into the sky. Currents of air slapped against my body, making me sway lightly like a leaf blown by the wind, until a shard found its way to me, knocking me to the ground and tearing down the stairs of hope I had painstakingly built

I don’t remember how many times I woke up and fell asleep. Was it just a nap? Or a fainting spell? It doesn’t matter. What matters is that I’m still alive