The moment of my death.. what a thing to describe. Many would start out by saying that they couldnt feel anything, or that they didnt know who they were. I've even heard many state that they floated above their body and then came to a perfectly peaceful state. But I want to tell you.. it did hurt. It was an excruciating pain that I had never felt before. Even while he was killing me, while he was dismemebering my body and shooting bullets into my skull, the pain was nothing compared to what I went through after the last peice of my life was taking by his hands. I dont know what happened to my physical body after that last moment, I didnt see it or feel it. What I did feel was my metaphisychal body, soul or even mental being if you will. It was like I was being brutally torn from myself, inch by inch untill my body let go of me, untill it decided that It didnt need me anymore. Can you imagine? Your own body giving you up? I didnt see any bright special light, or even the gates of hell as I've heard of before.. it was pure blackness with the white spots that you see when you close your eyes. It would have felt so safe, so peaceful for me if it wasnt for the burning. It wasnt a fire like burning, but it felt like every pore in my body had its own fire kennel in it. It is difficult to explain how badly my body hurt, when it wasnt really a physical body. It was just a being. I felt heavy and real, but at the same time light and cartoonish. I had a moment to wonder if I was going to just be there, in that infinate space, forever before I fell. The fall was so fast that my chest ached and as soon as I hit that burning hot liguid beneath me I felt my skin and complete outer surface sliding away from my core. I was drowning in this burning fluid, and I felt every bit of muscle tearing away from the bones on my body. I came up for air, as if I needed it, and I saw the muscel from my face falling into my eyes, blocking my sight.I went to scream, but as I did the liguid evaded my mouth, and poured down my throat to deminish and destroy everthing that it hadnt already before. The horror hit me, I wasnt alive then. How could a simple skeleton like being still think and move.. and be everything that it had before? And still.. was this my real body? If it was, then when he killed me did I just dissapear? So many thoughts were swarming through my mind when I felt something grab me and tear me from the water with such ease and power that I was left pooled on the solid ground, gasping from both the pain and the stun from being pulled so fast. I couldnt see anything, nor could I hear what the person or thing was saying if it had been, but I felt it. I felt the stinging wind push against my bare and gaping bones with chilling effects. I felt a hand upon my still dripping neck, pulling me into their arms and moving. Then, I felt nothing. It was as if I slipped into a state of a coma for a few moments.