I recall a story written by my brother about people we knew, albeit with much stranger personalities and circumstances than their
real-life counterparts. The one voice of reason in the story was a man named Gene. That is, until he gets killed off about halfway through. Near the end, the story needed a reasonable character again, so my brother brought Gene back. After I reminded him that Gene had been killed off, he kept it in anyway and {{lampshaded}} it, as another character asked "Hey dude, aren't you dead?", to which Gene replied in the affirmative and crawled back into his grave.