You've been wrong. Your soul doesn't float up out of your body when you die, and slowly ascend into the heavens. Your spirit doesn't leave you like a glittery gust of wind. And you most certainly don't just fade into a warm, dark abyss. A person's shift from life-to-death is far less graceful than that: you fall, hard. Landing up on the ceiling of her classroom with a loud thud was the thing that startled first-year teacher Viera even more than getting shot point blank in the forehead. Being completely invisible to the living world now, her and the eleven other victims begin to realize just...

You've been wrong. Your soul doesn't float up out of your body when you die, and slowly ascend into the heavens. Your spirit doesn't leave you like a glittery gust of wind. And you most certainly don't just fade into a warm, dark abyss. A person's shift from life-to-death is far less graceful than that: you fall, hard. Landing up on the ceiling of her classroom with a loud thud was the thing that startled first-year teacher Viera even more than getting shot point blank in the forehead. Being completely invisible to the living world now, her and the eleven other victims begin to realize just...