Actually, I imagine it's a good sight easier to kidnap a dead person than a live one. The charges are usually significantly less as well.

You're breathing. You're having conversations. You feel the ground beneath your feet. I know I was killed before here as well. But I also know that I am not dead. Or if I am, it no longer matters, because I am now hot and I am breathing and I am talking.

I suppose I could have a metaphysical conversation or doubt my very existence. But I'd rather just keep living. Wouldn't you? For practicalities' sake, if nothing else.