Replay
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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Sat, Nov 9, 2019
It is said that after we die, we have seven minutes of brain activity left inside us. And in that seven minutes we experience our entire life over, like in a dream, because in a dream time is stretched.
For Heath Anderson, it was something he was experiencing in reality. He felt confused at first but everything slowly fell into place.
Except, he didn't know if it was the memories that were going to kill him or the bullet wound.
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