We seem to be getting interested in our souls again. Past movies like Ghost, Flatliners and Defending Your Life, testify to our intuition that a person's life continues after the body has been junked.
Souls are fascinating things.
My mother had what is sometimes called a lingering death. She wasn't hit by a car or struck down by a massive heart attack. Cancer was the culprit. Her breathing and heartbeat seem to take forever stopping, like a long train slows down slowly before it stops. Then another breath would come.