A lesson in rigor mortis

There was a sound behind him, like an exhalation of breath or the flutter of a curtain settling after everyone had left the room.“They're coming. But you already knew that.”“Are you cold?” Jayce wondered, suddenly realizing he might be.“Cold? No. No, I'm not cold, Jayce… I'm dead.” Or, what if Viktor died in the initial attack and Jayce was left to pick up the pieces of himself (spoiler: he doesn't -- he hallucinates Viktor instead)