I sat on my grave until I felt like I was mostly recovered from the effort of digging my way out of it. I brushed off the worst of the dirt as I stood, smoothed my skirt into place, and began trudging toward the cemetery gates . . . I could handle being the risen dead, but I needed a shower like nobody's business.
— Gimme a Z!
When I hear that trumpet sound, I'm gonna get up out of the ground! Well there ain't no grave that can hold my body down!
Rise. From. The deaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad!
— Exciter, "Rising of the Dead"
The Czech Tzimisce Ilya Zatopek is truly a night crawler: robbed of memories from his mortal years, he awoke as a babe in the black soil and broke free to the surface. He remembers crawling free of the warm black womb, but nothing of the living years that preceded his Embrace and organic birth. He recalls only the pregnant European earth filled with worms... the hungry worms that ate his memories.
—Vampire: The Masquerade - Havens of the Damned
...Dean is suddenly forced to remember how heart poundingly horrifyingly traumatizing it is to come back from the dead right where they left you. It's a trauma that stays. You can't shower because the water raining down on you reminds you too much of the dirt pouring into your eyes and your mouth and your nose. You sleep with the lights on because darkness takes you back to waking up to the nothingness of your grave. You can't even close your eyes without being right back there in the dirt, swallowing dirt and crawling through maggots and earthworms, using every ounce of strength to push through the earth that wants nothing more than to keep you. And nobody understands. Nobody gets your trauma, your pain, because this doesn't happen. People don't get up out of their graves. Once you're in there, you're in there. There's a reason why 'pulling a Buffy' isn't a common phrase.