After much exploration I have to come to this conclusion. Calimport is in fact, nothing more than a desert slum. I should have just gone with my first instincts and not bothered.

One redeeming feature in this shit-hole of a city is the brothel. A remarkably high level of... service, can be found there. I will of course not go into detail here - but I recommend the establishment.

If I don't get some answers soon I fear I may spend the remainder of my second life there...

Of all the places to be brought back to life to... I'm starting to think I have not been as fortunate as I first hoped!

This place, Calimport I believe it is called, is nothing but a desert slum! What my purpose is here I do not know... but I won't wait around to find out! My life is not for others to dictate - I have always believed firmly in that.

I suppose I will have to find someone in authority so I can find out just what is going on - but at the same time, I feel I shouldn't make myself too conspicuous...

Not that I don't stick out like a sore thumb already!

So it would appear I have been restored to the world of the living, though for what purpose (if indeed any) I do not know. I do not recognise this place, but I am not the only one here who looks confused so at least I’m not alone in my vulnerability.

I must find out what is going on at once. I do not know yet whether I am glad or not to be alive, at the moment I just want to know why I am here. If I have been restored to life, it is unlikely I am at any immediate risk – such an effort would be rendered pointless otherwise. Nevertheless, I should be on my guard; there must be a reason behind all of this, and I doubt that God decided it would be right for me of all people to be given another chance at life.

I will find out what is going on around here – I will certainly not be a puppet for anyone. I pull my own strings!