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Before losing control of the car I heard Annie yell, "No! No way! No! Luke! Luke! Turn the wheel back! Turn the wheel back!"
The car skidded on the wet pavement, fishtailed.
Then we crashed into the tree.
Boom!
All thoughts stopped.
The medics rushed me to the trauma center.
The next thing I remember I was suddenly floating above my body, I heard the cardiac monitor flat line, indicating that either my heart had just stopped or that I had died.
I wasn't frightened though. No.
In fact, I felt fine.
I experienced a tremendous sense of calm, well-being and painlessness.
My body might have been in trouble, but not me.
As I watched the operating procedure from the ceiling, aware that I no longer had any attachment to my physical self, none whatsoever, I realized I had become a mist, a vapor, a subatomic particle, something.
I hovered in the air, near the ultraviolet lights like a crumb on the back of a moth. I was still in tune with my senses, actually, I was more in tune with them than I had ever been; my senses were heightened.
Among the handful of surgeons and assistants, all of whom were dressed in green gowns and caps, there seemed to be a lot agitation. The medical team worked on my injured body in a decidedly critical manner. The fact that I had just flat lined had caused a great deal of confusion.
Extraordinarily, the next thing I became aware of was two ghostly beings, which were human-like in that these phantasmagoric beings were shaped like people. Based on the mold of their bodies I could distinguish that one of the beings was male, the other was a female. These entities were floating in the air with me, hovering near the ceiling. However, they made no distinguishable sound; all I could hear was the surgeons down below talking among one another.
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