He sat up.
His warm feet met the cold floor. This was a big day, and he knew it. He had looked forward to this day for years, and yet he was calm, even deliberate.
Though it was still dark, he carefully folded a cloth and set it aside.
Among his friends, he was the only one who knew it. He had tried to tell them before, but they didn’t understand or didn’t want to hear it. He had tried to keep it from his enemies.
Now, the truth would be impossible to hide. Considering his condition when they last saw him, he looked forward to their reactions.
He stood up, and sunlight poured into the chamber.
He walked a few paces, then stepped out of the tomb.