He Woke Up Dead

The strange Doctor Weird. Good evening. Come in, Wanchoo. By what's the matter? You seem a bit nervous, pale and distraught. Perhaps a story would help calm your nerves. Yes, a delightful little story about a dead man who acts just as if he were alive.

I know you like it. I call it... He woke up dead. My story, he woke up dead, begins with two men pacing back and forth at the top of a high cliff overlooking the Pacific.

They are John Raymond and his brother Gregory, a god-man in whose eyes, greens, a fanatical fire. Gregory, the answer is no. You're asking for a hundred thousand dollars from the Raymond Foundation to spend on fake yogis and slummies, trying to get in touch with the dead.

Well, you're not getting it. But John, all my life I've been studying death and what is in the life beyond. And now, just a little money. I know I can penetrate its mysteries. The Raymond Foundation would be the laughing stock of the world.

If it went in for such a crackpot idea. So, you think I'm a crackpot? Well, when you die, John, according to Father's will, I'll be head of the Raymond Foundation. Then you'll see I'll turn the whole Foundation into a great research laboratory to study death.

That will never be. I intend to have the courts change the will. So you'll never be ahead of the foundation Gregory? No, no you can't. You're blocking a tremendously important piece of work. But I won't let you.

So just what can you do about it? This John, I can do this! So break out! No! Uncle Gregory, you say father had a dizzy spell and fell from the cliff before you could catch him?