"No, I mean, when I died, I was wearing shoes. I was on my way to a dance," Anna explained, distracted, because yes, she knew it was tragic, but when the tragedy was your life it sort of lost its immediacy to shock after a while. "I don't know what happened to them. And it's weird, you know? Breathing is weird. I don't remember my heart beating so loud..."

She shook her head. "Yes, I--you--can 'go invisible,' but maybe you'd better wait until you've mastered opening doors and sitting in chairs first?"