Vivian went to the hospital that morning. The bed was empty.

"Lucus, my body! It isn't in the hospital bed anymore! Someone stole me."

"Like your husband." Lucus was writing something into his book.

"What are you doing?" She asked as she peeked into his book.

"Counting days. You said you wanted to know my age."

"You're doing it because I asked?"

"Do you know how long it's been since you've been sleeping?"

"Like two weeks I guess?"

"Close enough, it's two months," He said.

"Wait what?"

"I know, time is confusing for the dead"

"I'm not dead" She looked into his eyes. He looked away into the book.

"I...