I had seen many paranormal events, all sorts of things beyond comprehension and beyond the imagination of ordinary people. But this was the first time I had ever witnessed a "soul leaving the body." Even though I was supposed to be in that very state myself right now, I had never seen the process of a soul leaving its body.
I stared at the girl's soul for a while, then watched the girl lying asleep in bed for quite some time. Her breathing was steady, and the rise and fall of her chest proved that she was truly alive.
But the soul wasn't an illusion, either. There wasn't a trace of the yin energy associated with ghosts on it.
The girl came out of her daze. She looked at her hands, then turned to look at herself lying in bed.
Suddenly, she let out a scream and fell off the bed, staring in terror at the body on it.
It was like watching a movie with laughably cheap special effects. The girl's movements looked lifelike, but she couldn't affect anything around her. Her movements didn't touch the shabby hospital bed, or the blanket and sheets on it. When she fell off the bed, her hand passed right through her mother, who naturally felt nothing.
The girl was terrified. She called out to her mother, but every time she reached for her, her hand passed right through. She tried to touch her own body, but that didn't work either.
Tears fell from her eyes onto her own face, then passed straight through without leaving a trace.
The girl sprawled over her own body and sobbed loudly, but no one heard her except me. Everyone in the ward went about their business. Her father came back and ate with her mother, and