It is 2:30 AM. Our protagonist is awake. His mind is frantically being attacked by worries of the upcoming day, enough so to keep him from sleep. His soul is not at rest. His body is in pain, but not as painful as the knowledge of knowing that the bodily pain will increase to the eventual point of vomiting.

[John stumbles out of bed and goes to the bathroom.]

[God enters stage left], but only for effect, since He has never left the protagonist's side.

John: “God, what the heck? I feel miserable. What is going on here?”

God: [Exaggerating for effect] “You ate only doughnuts today.”

John: “And that philly cheesesteak.”

God: “Yes, you are correct. The point I am trying to make is your body requires nutrients. They are often found in foods like fruits and vegetables.”

John: “Ok, so I deserve to be sick because of my eating habits.” 

God: “Oh of course. That goes without saying. But I will say it. You are healed. Go back to bed and rest.”

Our protagonist returns to bed. He fully believes the Word of the Lord, but still brings a trashcan just in case. He lays down, and goes through his physical and mental checks. There is no sign of physical pain anywhere in his body.

John: [Thinking to himself] “Awesome. Now only if I could get al of these worried thoughts out of his head.” [His mind is now blank]. “Wait, where did they all go?” [He searches for the thoughts, grasping into emptiness as if trying to find something to worry about. He finds only one thought] “I wonder what happens at the end of Crocodile Dundee.”

Our protagonist slowly fades away as he thinks about wrestling dangerous animals and saving beautiful women. He is at rest.

God exits stage right, unsuccessfully trying to hold in a laugh. The nearby angels all break out into laughter. God and the angels laugh until they cry in John's room. Another angel comes in with a banjo, another with guitar, and then with a violin. God and all the angels sing and dance as angels continue to pour in, each with a new instrument.

God: “SHHHH- everyone shhhhhh... He's waking up.  Actually, give me some soft background music.” [Kneels beside John, runs his fingers through his hair, and kisses him. God rests His cheek on John's and whispers in his ear] “Good morning, son.”