I hover over this man’s body, completely unseen. Nurses walk by unknown of my existence. I lean down towards him and kiss his forehead. He takes his last breath and then his heart stops. I watch as his monitor goes flat and people come rushing towards him. They cannot do anything to bring him back; he was Fate’s choice. I walk out and stroll along the streets. Still unseen and unheard, and wait.
Author Notes: Should I keep going?