Opening my eyes, I looked around. I was laying on a table in a well lit room. Three identical nurses surrounded me. They were blond, buxom, and barely fit in their short uniforms.
"Welcome to the future Mr. Holmes.", the nearest one said.
The future? Outside of the large window a flying car zipped past.
"Why am I here?" I asked.
"You're quite the hero. When resurections became available there was a huge debate about who to bring back first. You were chosen to celebrate the anniverery of your landmark film, 'Johnny Wadd'."
She giggled. "Now then - me first."