A good friend of mine while doing his rounds as a young intern, he is now a neurosurgeon, he had just looked in on a dying patient. After making the patient comfortable, he exited the room, sat on a nearby chair to write his report. After few minutes, he looked up and saw this patient walking down the hallway. He called to the woman but there was no response. As he stood up to walk after her, she disappeared. He quickly walked toward the patient's room and saw a light under the door. When he opened the door, it was completely dark in the room. So he turned on the night-light, went over to the patient and felt for her pulse. She had died. He swears to this experience.
