They saw his lifeless body taken down, the spear pierce his side, and then they followed to see where the body was laid. Their dreams were ended, their hopes gone. They knew what everyone through all ages of history has known. The dead do not come back to life. There is death and there is life and the two cannot be bridged.
Death is irreversible.
That is one of the first difficult things that all of us learn in life. I am not sure when I learned it. It may have been when I was not quite four. We stopped in a small town so the women could go shopping. My grandfather stayed in the car with my brother and me.