Julie's POV:
What happened to him? Was he sick? Was there something wrong with him?
The first thought that came to my mind was that I was worried about Jack's health. I wanted to get up to see him, but I couldn't. My body and consciousness seemed to be completely separated. I couldn't control my body and realized it wasn't Jack's fault because he couldn't take care of himself now.
It took me a long time to realize I was dead or unconscious.
I looked down at my hand. It was translucent.
Great fear swept through my entire body - could I still return to my body? What was I doing? Was I dead or alive? My body seemed to be still breathing. What would happen to me? Would I be in a vegetative state?
Before I could panic for long, there was a change in Jack. His pain seemed to have lessened a little. He covered his head and moaned as he sat up. He stared angrily at where my body had fallen.
He couldn't seem to see my soul.
