Pennkid said it.
All kinds of things can happen inside the brain. Such a weird thing, yet fascinating.
Also, a fellow "dead-see-er" here, I sometimes see my dead cat lounging around here. He doesn't talk to me, I wish he did, but he walks through walls.
That's why I know he's not real.
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