People who die are given a name. That name is no longer a name. It is a letter followed by a number. What if they never died? What if it was the deepest vivid sleep they'd ever witness?
Lies could be so imitating. Sometimes we lie. Or it becomes our necessity to lie cause others don't believe our truth. Or they can't see our truth. Who cares what the truth is we all care about what the people will think about!