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“I’m not dead. I’m still me. I still have a body and everything.” “You are still you but you don’t have a body. What you’re seeing is a thought form.” He points to a tall gold urn up by the minister. “Your body is in there. You were cremated.” Thunk thunk, thunk thunk. My heart pounds in my chest. Dread mushrooms in my stomach. Sweat beads on my forehead. “But everybody knows death is the end. That there’s nothing left but matter.” “Death is only the beginning, Logan. Hannah knows that. Lots of people do.”