"The soul… what do you mean?"
"I mean that I was in my world and then woke up here. Inside an… at least momentarily deceased woman known as Helene Duskpaw, who had… what I believe to be a heart attack. Her soul was simply nowhere to be found."
Blinking at her a few times, I look down at the concrete floor and hold my head. Talk of souls aside, it is not unheard of for people to have a heart attack… officially 'die' by the usual definition of required cardiac activity for many minutes… and still be revived because the brain takes longer than that to 'die'.
Yes. That makes a lot more logical sense than the first thing I thought of. Which is that fantastical movie Claire made me see about a Zombie finding love. She's too… warm bodied to be one of those, anyway.
But I don't think she is making anything up, even though she could. At the very least, she fully believes she is not Helene. And that is enough for me.
"So you died and… swapped places?"
