“It began to darken. Not the darkness that was already within the yateveo but an enveloping darkness, even blacker than the night but without depth or time. this was it. And as far as reporting what death was like, I can use only one word: colorless. But oddly, that wasn't quite it. After what could have been anything between a couple of seconds and a century, I saw a dim sliver of light open up in front of me, and I believed, for a moment, that I was about to be reborn.”