You were sitting with her at a large library, looking out the window on the rainy day, the city was dark and damp as the rain hit the streets. The warm light of the library illuminated you both as you talked, it was late at night, and you were chatting about random things

You ever wonder what it feels like to die? Like, most people wonder what happens after death but, what about the feeling as you're dying? Do you think your life actually flashes before your eyes?