Really, Britta? Because if I were to die, I'd want you to bring me back. I'd want you to save me from that. You're an atheist, right? Then you know. It's not heaven or hell. It's not reincarnation or getting a second chance. It's not like being asleep or somewhere without light or noise. It's just ending. It's not nothing; you are. You stop. I don't know about you, but I don't want any part of that if there is anything I can do to get away from it. I want to live. Choosing anything else when I still have the option is tantamount to pointing a gun at my own head and firing.