It felt like my final moment, a fleeting sensation of being truly alive, as though each breath could be my last. The world appeared to come to an end, with the universe itself seeming to vanish. Time stood still, its relentless march halted. Thoughts of God consumed my mind incessantly. Would my soul find rebirth beyond the veil of death, or had I met my eternal end? My heart pounded heavily, pondering the notion of existence in ghostly form. Was it time to release the burdens of life and embrace a perpetual rest?