Wouldn't it be weird if your body sort of died - but kept on going? Your heart stopped beating and your lungs stopped working . . . about a month ago.
But you look the same and feel just fine. No rigor mortis, pallor, post-mortem stench. You eat, drink, and hit the bathroom like normal. And no, you don't crave human flesh.
You only find out you're dead when you go in for your physical. At first, you scoff as your breaks the news and shows you to instrument readouts.
Then you justifiably freak out.
But then what? How is this possible? And most importantly . . . what are you?
Take the plot idea (with my blessing). Run with it, if you wish. If you ever turn it into a story/film/best-selling series, lemme know. I'd like to see how it ends.
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