"Pft-makes sense..."
“So mind explaining please.”
"Explaining what?"
"explaining what's going on here. Why other people can't see or hear you. Why I can."
"Hm. Well the first part should be pretty obvious-I'm dead, duh!"
"oh... well that makes sense. Given my current status."
"Status? Ack-hang on, hold that thought-"
She winces a bit and unzips her jacket, revealing that her white shirt is covered in a rust colored dried blood stain, covering most of the bottom half of her shirt-and new red is starting to deep through.
"can't you put something on it to stop the bleeding."
"Unfortunately no. And it never stops either. It doesn't hurt, at least..."
"uhm... ok."
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